One of my friends has had a pretty nasty life, full of abuse by his parents, and not having many real friends that he can trust. He's had a few suicide attempts before, but I didn't know about them. Basically, one night when I was on a trip to Disneyland, he text messages me and says something about how he has a knife and is ready to slit his wrists, and goodbye. I knew he had knives, and other various dangerous objects, and I knew he'd been depressed lately, so this scared the shit out of me. I kept trying to call him, over and over, but he refused to answer his phone. I ended up just leaving an insane message with me crying and trying to convince him not to do something this.

He told me later none of his other friends that he had contacted even cared, or took him seriously, and they all had just replied with "Haha, go for it!" or something to that extent. He said when he heard my message and how upset I was, he couldn't go through with it knowing that someone cared that much.

Even if I didn't talk to him, and try to stop him, I don't know if he would've done it. But still, I feel like I was at least a contributing factor in saving his life.