to miss my friend

[cidre]

my stupid, stupid friend who took her own precious life.
I still talk to her, row with her, try to persuade her to do otherwise, but obviously, am just talking to myself.
Miss her.
Silly cow.

I'm so sorry. Of course you miss her - have you got mutual friends you can talk to about her?

I think to those of us who have never experienced severe depression, it's almost impossible to understand the state of mind of someone who commits suicide. A good friend of mine tried, twice - she survived, and for a long time part of me was furious with her. And now I've reached the point where I have to accept I've never been where she was, that it was the illness driving her, that there are some things you just can't understand.

No. Not at all Cidre.

If it is any help, I lost someone to suicide and it still breaks my heart everyday.

I miss him and know what I would have said/done, if only I had had the time.

Probably wouldn't have helped LMB, my friend spent 10 years (yes, you did read that right) trying. Nothing anyone said made any difference. I have never cried so much over anyone in my life, things are much calmer now she is gone, but what a price.
Police, ambulances, psychiactric(sp) wards, am so glad these things are not in my life now. But neither is she, and the real person, under all that was so special.