just read this.....its an email i recieved, may help you a little.
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school! before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends He said yes. We hung! out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought t he same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! " He just la! ughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on rgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. " Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared ! his throat, and began "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
I am a very smiley happy person, it always comes as a great shock to people when I tell them I suffer from depression.
People deal with it in different ways.
U shud at least tell her 2 have some common sense.She commits suicide then what will happen 2 her family? What will happen if she has younger siblings? Is she setting a good example?
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Let me tell you somthing. About a year ago in April, my brother took himself out. He dropped a bombshell of life shattering emotions on us... And EVERY-DAY since, thats all I think about at least for a period of a hour a day as of now. That HORRIBLE knock on my bedroom door as I was tring to sleep to work a nightshift.. "You need to get up! Youre brother killed himself!" I suffer bad emotinal aftershocks from that.
So I hope your freind gives this deep thought, and the other people thats around her on how it will affect them. The most helpless part I suffer from, I wish I was there to stop him.
Depression is a EVIL illness and it runs in our family as well as suicide
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Last edited by Crusher on Nov 7th, 2005 at 07:48 PM
the thing is, with someone who is in that much emotional pain, you can't smother them, because they will think that youre trying to protect them. so just act normal, dont jump on her and demand aswers to questions, but if she implements an idea that she wants, or needs your help, you be there to support her, even still, if she doesnt ask, or she gets angry with you, you still be there.
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Everyone always thinks that about me..because I wear black all the time lol. They're gay tards.
Well...I have thought of suicide before, and my boyfriend as well..but would we ever do it? No. We just get enraged easily when we get into fights. But hey, life is good.
Im pretty good for advice though.
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Nov 6th, 2005 10:05 PM
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thx so much Piggles! 
