I tried
talking a friend out of suicide last night. I had no
clue how to do it. I gave him every sane response and quote I
could get at that moment, but it didn't seem like enough. I
was so scared. I said something out of anger, something that I
didn't mean. It was only a sentence to get him to listen to
me. He told me he'd never forgive me for what I said, that
I wanted him to die, that I didn't love him at all. He
blamed me for all of his problems, and because of me, he was
going to definitley kill himself in a couple of minutes. I
think he finally forgave me, though. He stopped mentioning
suicide. I don't know if I saved him by stalling,
or even saved him at all. I just hope he's
alive.