Perry, was my best friend, always there for me, he helped me with my psychotics, he made me a better person, and we were very very close. In August, he disappeared, he just left. I cannot contact him in anyway, all his possessions were left behind. I believe he's alive. But he was my lifeline, I really needed him. With him gone, I've been becoming more and more of a wreck, sometimes there is no one there for me, my hallucinations/delusions have been worse, my grades are slipping, I'm losing my sanity. I'm losing everything other than my remaining friends, who are excellent, but are at times unavailable. I miss him so much, and I'm thinking I can't live without him, with the increase of suicidal thoughts I'm getting. I can't be happy anymore unless I'm with my remaining friends, when I am not, I am a wreck, I am depressed, and suicidal. I can't sleep, it's just terrible. When thoughts of Perry come, I can't help but break down completely, typing this has been really hard. . . Perry. . . What do I do. . .