"What do you call this?", he asked.

"That's the bandage that they put to cover the cuts that you did on your wrist", I objectively answered.

"No, you silly. Not this, this is stupidity!",  he exclaimed, pointing the evidence of his suicide attempt.
"I was asking about my small arm"

"May I know the reason why you did it, if you don't mind " 

I asked, as I can not contain the curiosity anymore.

"Just tired love"...

 "I am black, disabled and gay. And I am tired with my life"