The Boy Between: A Mother and Son's Journey From a World Gone Grey

by Josiah Hartley

but it wouldn’t have been selfish because that suggests that I would have been making a conscious decision in my right mind; doing it [ending my life] without caring about the effect of my actions on anyone else and it wasn’t like that, not at all. I wasn’t thinking straight. I couldn’t think straight. I was in pain and at the same time numb. I would have done it in that fogged state almost like I wouldn’t have known what I had done,

I wanted to die on that day, but not necessarily the day that came after. And that’s the message: no matter how bad you feel, how low, how sad, how broken, tomorrow is another day and you might feel differently, and so please, please hang on, just hang in there . . . give it time, give it one more day and then one more day and then one more . . . Please do that.

no one puts the truth on social media.

You are effectively comparing your mundane life to other people’s highlight reels.

Life now feels more like an adventure and less like a chore