I had an awful relationship with this guy over a year ago. It was really fucked up, but in a nut shell, I was the other girl without my knowledge. He comes from a broken home, and has been abandoned by everyone. He has the most potential out of 98% of everyone I know, but spends his time not trying, using drugs, having sex, etc. 

After cutting him out of my life, we have just begun talking again. I made it clear that I want to be his friend because he needs somebody who won’t leave him. His on/off girlfriend for five years is more messed up than him, but they have this weird attachment. He knows he needs to let her go, and I’m trying to help him. I don’t want to be with him, but a part of me wants him.

We were talking about how not all drugs work on people (like antidepressants) and I told him about my half-assed suicide attempt over a month ago where I was hallucinating and shit;

Him: Why?

*don’t respond for 15 minutes*

Him: And you’re not gonna try again, are you?

Me: Is there every a good enough reason? I don’t intend to.

Him: Good. And I don’t think so.

Sidenote: He has been severely depressed since 5th or 6th grade. His mom left him and his brother with his dad who is more of a room mate than a parent. I know it’s not my job to fix him, but I can’t help it.