My situation is particularly special. I met a guy about two years ago online through a friend. At the time I knew little about him, but we became okay friends. He was there when I slipped deepest into my depression and suicide thoughts. At the time, and for a good year and a half, I knew little about him; he knew everything about me. I was drawn to his charm, and he ended up being the only person I would turn to in my times of need. He had a way of making me feel unbelievably comfortable, and he understood me in a way. He never forced me to tell him anything, and he never judged me. I don't think I realized I was in love with him until his ex girlfriend cheated on him and he came to me; not knowing she had cheated, only that she had left him. Looking back, I wasn't the most supportive of friends for a while because I was needy, but as time progressed, I helped him through it. I finally got the courage to call him for the first time in my life. We had never met, he lives 1500 miles away from me, but it was a nice change to hear his voice. We became really really close, and we just talked about random things. He always made things fun, always distracted me from the dark side of life with his cute smile and addicting laugh. He asked me out May 17th, and I said yes. It was after this that I started to realize how little I knew about him... We started off talking only a little; now we talk 6 hours a day on the phone, quite literally. I befriended his best friend through Facebook, and one particularly night, stumbled upon something I didn't know about him; he had spent time in the Hospital and with a Psychiatrist because of an attempt at suicide a year back or so. I didn't want to question him about it, but I hinted on it anyways, and he confessed to it. After this, he opened up a lot more. He's on antidepressants, and has tried to kill himself three times. It started about 5 years back when the first girl he had ever loved committed suicide; reasons unknown. He blamed himself, he's still convinced he's a monster. ANYWAYS, What I'm trying to ask is... how do I go about helping him? How should I react, what should I do? I want to support him, but we've never met (we do love each other very much) and he lives quite far. I'm seeing him in March for the first time ever; finishing an extra semester in High School first. But I really want to be there for him, I just don't know how. And please please please refrain from questioning our relationship in general. I know I'm young and naive, and that I have never met him and it's quite 'dangerous', but I truly do care for him like nothing I ever have before.