I can't even think of an appropriate title. Something with Sucidie?

I'm not even sure how to write this. Essentially, I've just spent the last hour trying to convince a girl that had taken a bottle and a half of tylenol that she shouldn't kill herself.

Let's review the details of this girl. The details I know.

1. She lives in South Carolina
2. This is the first time I've ever talked with her
3. She is actually my friend's girlfriend
4. While I was on the phone with her, my friend (who lives here in CO) was on the phone to poison control to try to get an ambulance over there.

I talked with her for... I think about an hour. What do you say to someone like that? What kind of things are OK? What are things you want to avoid?

In the end, I think I did alright. I was able to keep her on the phone long enough to get the EMTs over to her place. She cried. And she cried. I was scared. She talked about wanting to lie down and die. I asked her why she was in SC. She told me how hopeless everything was. I told her she was loved. She told me she wanted to dies SO BADLY. I told her that I want her to live. We talked about God.

Finally, a knock on the door. "Some motherfucker's knocking on my fuckin' door," she said. "I really think you need to answer that," I said. She put the phone down and answered the door. Two minutes of silence let me know that the cavalry had arrived.

I'm still shaking. I don't know if I've heard the voice of desperation like I've heard it tonight. What do you say to that? What can you say? Hell if i know. My mouth was a constant dual stream of whispered prayer to my God, and a controlled, steady flow of questions to Ali. Perhaps the most surreal thing is that my roommates sat on the other side of the wall playing WoW the whole time, not knowing why I disappeared for that hour.

I'm not sure how to handle all of this, but if you guys could pray for her. She sounded like she needed it. A lot.

And pray that her boyfriend, my friend, will be the loving and comforting presence she needs.

Thanks.