You do all you can to help someone...but you know they are still hurting. You can feel the pain they have in what they type. We tell other to end themselves...even if we mean it or not...we shouldn't. I sit and cry...knowing there is nothing I can do...and others crying on the other end. And you think... Why...Just...why... does this have to happen. But I sit...and hear the anger...and pain in others. But I know..it may not end well. And I know...there was nothing I could do to stop it.