Walked in on my ex trying to hang himself. UPDATE!

I’m going to get right to the point, I need help. I broke up with my boyfriend October 5th because I wasn’t happy anymore and all we did was lay down and watch Netflix, every day. I wanted more. So on Tuesday, I get a text from my ex.

and I ran over to his house and he wouldn’t let me in, locked the door so I called his dad and me and his dad broke down his door. We walked in to him trying to tie a rope around his neck that was attached to his roof support. We took him to psych, he has been there since. I don’t know my place and how to deal with this. I love him so much, he was the biggest part of my life for the past three years but I’ve started seeing someone else and this guy understands the situation and he’s great. I’m happy without him but I can’t help but feel sad knowing I was happy while he was writing his suicide note. I’ve been by his side every day during visiting hours. They have him on antidepressants and teaching him to meditate. He has admitted to me finally that he is depressed and has been for a long time now, I was just his buffer while we were together and “the only thing that made him happy”. I really want to be there for him but it also isn’t my place and I do not want to make him any worse, I want what’s best. Do any of you have any advice or anyone been through this? I would really appreciate the help, no negative comments please. Every time I close my eyes I see the noose hanging from his roof.. I can’t sleep.

Update: Hey guys, thanks for everything. He is in the psych ward getting on medication and I have visited him every day. His biggest problem is his mom, she chooses his step dad over him constantly ever since he was a child. It would do damage to any kid and he held it in for years. He is doing much better and he told his mom off and got everything off his chest. He is free he says, and writing music. I want to thank you all for your kind words. And I thank god every day that this turned in to the best possible outcome, he might not have been here today if it weren’t for me and his father. I still see the noose every time I close my eyes, but I am seeing a therapist myself. I’ll be okay, but more importantly.. he will be okay.

- ❤️