He cried.
While walking his dog outside, on the street, under a fine rain that was making his face wet and cold. The raindrops were falling on his lenses and bothering his view.
He cried.
Thinking of how much you suffered. Of how lonely you felt. Of how sad you felt.
Thinking about the help you didn’t receive. The love that was missing or, if there was any, maybe you didn’t bother noticing it.
Thinking about the friend that was not there for you.
For everything you felt and didn’t share with others.
For all of this, he felt it. He felt it deep and he cried.
Thinking of how strong you are and brave to have conquered your state. On your own and without giving up.

He cried as if he have lost you already before anything has even started.

He felt that lucky moment that saved you when you tried to end things and didn’t succeed. He cried even more thinking of that corrupted attempt.
He felt all of that because he knows your pain. He suffered too, he’s familiar with those sentiments and thoughts. He has experienced similar pain, loneliness and self-destruction.

He doesn’t know you well, but he has a feeling that he craves following.
He will make sure to treat you well, with compassion, empathy and love. He will fight for what you deserve. He will share your joy and happiness. That will make him happy too.

He wishes you happiness and for the hard times ahead, he wishes you the best support and company you could ever desire.