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  • The news yesterday: Rape. Rape. Theft. Student held up at gunpoint. Blizzard.
    The news today: A student has killed themselves.
    The news of this past year: watching a friend struggle with depression, heartbreak, sadness. Watching everyone else fall apart around them. Placing a sign on my door saying, "My room is Sweden" because my friends are embroiled in World War Three.

    We've placed my friend on a de facto "suicide watch," monitoring her tweets and having one of us stay with her at all times.
    It's hard for us to live like this, but I can't imagine what it's like for her.
    Sometimes I feel like I'm running up the down escalator, struggling but getting nowhere.
    It's hard to care, but it's harder to stop caring.
    It's even harder when the war zone is inside someone's mind and even if you've proclaimed your room a "neutral zone" you can't help them...
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