When I think about my friend, all I remember is the happy, confident, beautiful girl that I knew. But I also remember the deeply despairing girl who collapsed on my shoulder having taken her first overdose...and then discovering pages and pages of diary entries detailing how she had felt. I cannot describe the agony of how she was feeling, or how reading it made me feel. She tried again a while later, and failed...before trying a different route when we were least expecting it and succeeded.
I have never known what caused her to feel the way she felt, though I have my suspicions. All I do know was that life was a scary place in her mind, filled with pain. That was all she could see for the rest of her days, punctuated with the odd spot of joy, a job, periods of deep sadness followed by eventual death. What was the point? She was so unhappy she couldn't see what happiness could ever pull her out of it.
If she was so desperate as to throw herself off a multistorey building, she is far happier where she is now. There is rarely a day that I don't think about her, and feel guilty for not doing more. I was meant to be with her that evening but couldn't go out. I had a missed call 25 mins before she jumped. But the policeman who tried to talk her down (he needed intensive counselling) said that he was very glad I hadn't been there, and he would never tell people what it had been like.
Yes, there have been times I was angry with her for not having seen her own potential and trusting us who cared to try to help. But far more I am just so sad for her and all else who were affected. Her parents had to convince her parish church to hold a funeral, and to bury her in the grounds. (They were very religious.) She doesn't have a gravestone or anything, just a tree that we have to remember the position of if we want to visit her.
I think if people don't have something sensitive to say to the people affected by these things then they shouldn't say anything at all. There is a place for the 'truth', or how we independently view it. I agree that it is different when talking to someone or trying to convince them not to.