I just spent 2 hours fighting with ratio. I know about the situation of how my family (many of them do not know yet) turned their back on him and left him. What I did not know about him about suicide I had found him with a knife and walking to the bathroom and I had to run and stop him. After fighting him for 2 hours I got the knife out of his hand and he started to have a mental breakdown. He fell asleep after talking about everything so I called one of his friends to help me fix this situation. Ratio is going to say with his friend for a while and hopefully talk to a therapist about this whole situation. It’s sad to see this happen to him and I do wish I can help him more
damn, is everything good now?
what happened?
Okay, no offense, but I feel that something’s wrong here. You fought for two hours straight trying to take the knife from him, and he hadn’t given up or cut you or himself? There’s either some exaggeration here or he really was that stubborn, again, no offense and no harm to you or ratio, but something just feels weird about this.
Also, the family really sucks if they leave just because of this. And you’re stuck in the middle of it.
praying for y’all