@chuckiepoo
I knew of Jason's panic attacks, but didn't know how frequent they were and one way he kept them from happening was to sleep with or be with me. Up to that point we had every class together, spent almost all our free time together. Our back door is never locked so there were many nights he went home and I'd go to sleep and he'd return to sleep with me. Some nights I woke up and some nights I didn't. If I woke up, he'd want me to hold his hand or hold him tightly.
You know what his dad told him about his panic attacks, "to man up and get over it".
Continued: For a year prior he'd come in through our back door which was never locked, plus he had the key code to get in our house. If he caught on to the pre panic attack signs he'd climb in my bed, wake me up and ask me to hold him or hold his hand, or put his ankle over or under mine. He just needed some form of contact, the more the better. I remember thinking that I liked it that he found some level of peace and lower anxiety just by having some contact with me.
After his suicide attempt, he moved in with us. My mom prepared the guest room for him, but he asked me if he could move into my room with me and sleep with me. About a year later I asked my parents if we could adopt him and they told me that they had already talked about it and were wondering how to approach me with that.
The "club" aspect of having a group people who support each other is something I have had with my 3 closest friends and the shared practices, discussions and activities has been who we are for years. In 9th grade the four of us decided we'd work hard to go to college together and hopefully work at the same company after college. It's worked out that we can kinda/sorta work and go to college together. In the interim, we worked for Rob at his own landscape company that he started when he was 14. Rob needed the money, the rest of us didn't, so he didn't need to pay us. He invested the money he saved right back into his company and with a few full time employees now, it just kinda runs itself giving him a steady income while he's at college.
The power of the above is shocking. Marc was tasked with the "activity" ie chore of having to paint his garage over the course of one summer. The four of us knocked it out in a day and painted the ceiling AND installed additional shelving and pull down stairs to the attic above the garage which used to require a ladder. The point being is if one of has a chore to do, let's not just do it, but knock it outta the park with the result, expand the scope and over achieve and do so in a joyful, fun way that elevates others and ourselves.