A very good friend of mine tried to overdose on pain killers tonight. She's going to be fine. I don't know what to do. I don't want her to be left alone for even a second but I have two kids of my own to take care of. My brother took the pills but I'm sure there are others in the house some where and there's always other ways to kill yourself. I really think she would be dead right now if my brother hadn't gone over there. She called me but I wasn't home at the time. It's not like I could've predicted that this would happen but I still feel awful that when she needed me, I wasn't there to answer the phone. By the time my brother got there, she had already taken 1800 mg of Lyrica and was finishing writing her suicide letters. He's with her now and will be till morning when he has to go to work. She'll be going to school a few hours after he leaves so she won't be alone for too long and her sister is there as well. I think after she gets home tomorrow I'll go pick her up for the evening. All this time I've been so worried about my brother and what he's been going through. I just feel like I'm going to be sick. I've felt that way since I talked to him hours ago. I wanted to go over there right away but again, I have two small kids. Jasmine loves her so much and I didn't want her to see my friend like that. It's been a rough couple of weeks.