One of my best friends from home is trying kill herself.
She has a lot of problems - psychiatric and physical. She's in so much physical pain all the time that I can almost understand her desire to just get out. I mean if I were vomiting blood every day, I would too.
She's often threatened to commit suicide in the past, but this is the first time I've actually believed she'd do it. Since she got out of her last hospital visit it's been a constant battle for her mother to keep her away from the medicine cabinet. Yesterday she stole a bottle of about 400 aspirin from her parents' bathroom. If she took the whole bottle, I don't doubt that it would kill her (she weighs about 90 pounds). She said she was going to take it, but she chickened out. She's "saving it until a time when I'm not too chicken." And I don't doubt that that time will come. So I had to make the tough decision to betray her confidence. I called my mother, who called Monique's house and spoke to her grandmother, who says she will immediately call Monique's parents.
I would say I hope they get that bottle of aspirin away from her, but hope isn't strong enough a word and I don't pray. But if you do, please pray for Monique. Unfortunately I know she will a) just keep trying and b) probably hate me for trying to stop her. But she's hated me before for similar reasons and she's gotten over it so all I can do is try my best and hope someday she sees I did it all for her.
This puts the count of my friends who are on suicide watch up to two. Maybe this time around I can do a better job of being a good friend than I did last time. I'm sorry dear. I'm not going to be numb anymore.
These girls are beautiful.
She has a lot of problems - psychiatric and physical. She's in so much physical pain all the time that I can almost understand her desire to just get out. I mean if I were vomiting blood every day, I would too.
She's often threatened to commit suicide in the past, but this is the first time I've actually believed she'd do it. Since she got out of her last hospital visit it's been a constant battle for her mother to keep her away from the medicine cabinet. Yesterday she stole a bottle of about 400 aspirin from her parents' bathroom. If she took the whole bottle, I don't doubt that it would kill her (she weighs about 90 pounds). She said she was going to take it, but she chickened out. She's "saving it until a time when I'm not too chicken." And I don't doubt that that time will come. So I had to make the tough decision to betray her confidence. I called my mother, who called Monique's house and spoke to her grandmother, who says she will immediately call Monique's parents.
I would say I hope they get that bottle of aspirin away from her, but hope isn't strong enough a word and I don't pray. But if you do, please pray for Monique. Unfortunately I know she will a) just keep trying and b) probably hate me for trying to stop her. But she's hated me before for similar reasons and she's gotten over it so all I can do is try my best and hope someday she sees I did it all for her.
This puts the count of my friends who are on suicide watch up to two. Maybe this time around I can do a better job of being a good friend than I did last time. I'm sorry dear. I'm not going to be numb anymore.
These girls are beautiful.