You know what hurts? When your friends, that you love so dearly, are depressed and suicidal and self-harm and stuff. 3/4 of my friends have or do self-harm. And I can't help. I can only say words that mean everything, that are completely true, but to them they are just words from a friend. I can attempt to take them away from their pain and make them happy, but that's only a temporary solution. And all I want for them is to be happy, and know they are loved, and believe the words I say. I want to hug them and make them feel better. I want them to look forward to the future with hope and excitement. I want them to have a future. Not end all chances of it.
If I can't do that, I feel useless as a friend.