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Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Cause I know she will never read this. This is the same friend as in earlier posts.
My friend tried to commit suicide in my house!
My bro went back home yesterday, leaves me a message on my mobile, *b* has been in our house... I think... ok. I call him back he says, "She has been in our house, she left alcohol cans and pill packets here as well as her makeup and her car."
I am like, well, I gave her a key and told her if things got really bad at home she could stay at our place. But I expected her to call and let me or someone know if she was gonna do that. I will call her.
So I call her mobile and leave a message about how Robbie is kinda pissed that she was in our house and stuff and didn't let either of us know, and asked her to call me back.
So I decide I better call her friend that she has been hanging out with a lot and find out what is happening. So I call another friend to get her number and call this friend. She goes, oh yeah *b* is in hospital, she overdosed at your house. Me and another friend were worried about her and called all around and then remembered she had a key to your place. We found her on your couch, and called the ambulance. They say if she had not thrown up some of the pills she would have died there. But she is in hospital and is doing ok.
Ok by this time I am angry and really churned up. Gut reaction is, How dare she use MY house to try and kill herself in. (yeah selfish I know, but imagine your reaction to one of your friends trying to kill themselves in your house).
I tried to get in contact with her mom, finally got through and talked with her about it a bit. Asked her to drop by and pic up the rest of her stuff and the car and return the key. Still have to think about whether we need to change the locks...*sighs* I feel at least partly responsible, her mom said she had been feeling bad the last week, she had a big fight with her step dad, then her mom and then when she called me asking whether I wanted a house mate this year I said no. I have probably not been a good influence on her in general, taught her how to smoke and she got addicted, drank with her, talked about sex with her. I dunno, guess I can't blame myself for everything but I feel bad.
And the fact she has already got clinical depression and is being treated through psych at the hospital plays a large part in what I feel I can or can't do now.
I need my key back from her for starters. But I can't exactly go in and be angry at her cause I don't want to be the cause of her trying again. Makes me angry enough that I don't want to be round her for a while, but I don't think that'll happen either. *sighs*

9:10 PM

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