And the Drama Rolls On

C called last night to chit chat... school had started, update on color guard... basic stuff.

When the conversation rolled around to S, she said, "She's not doing very good."

Me	Really? How so?
C	Well, the other day, all she did was cry in her room all day.
Me	Oooo. You're right. Not good.
C	Then, last night, she came out of her bedroom saying mom needed to take her to the hospital because she was going to hurt herself if she didn't.
Me	Yikes.
C	I know. DS has blocked all of our numbers, but I have some things I'd like to say to him.
Me	Like what?
C	Well, for one thing, he keeps calling her. One minute he'll say he's in love with her. Then, he'll call later and say that he didn't mean it.
Me	Asshole.
C	Exactly.

I called CR to ask her about the incident.

Me	So, I hear S was suicidal.
CR	Not exactly.
Me	Really? Well, C told me she was threatening to hurt herself if you didn't take her to the hospital.
CR	Yeah.
Me	Well, that is the definition of being suicidal.
CR	Right, but there's more to it than that. Because I told her that the hospital wasn't going to take her memories away. At best they were just going to take her phone away, and if that's all she wanted I could do that. She didn't feel the need to go to the hospital after that.*

*Note: the preceding conversation may have been slightly embellished to give it a good punchline, but the gist was still the same.