I don't even know what to call this..
This friend of mine, from a discussion forum I go to tried to kill herself tonite. Watching someone O/D is some scary shit. Period. I shoulda called 911... but I didn't. We talked. And she told me stories. One about a prince especially. I think she said it was one of her favorites growing up. Regardless, I've realized I could never be one of those people working at the suicide hotline. Not me.