Everything seems really really wrong.

My friend went to a pdoc, who gave him nothing, even though he is severely depressed, and sometimes suicidal, and 19. This leaves me and his girlfriend doing our best for him, which is nowhere near enough.

I was (possibly, i'm not sure) understandably stressed by this, so I called my ex, just because I wanted to hear his voice, and talk about trivial stuff for however long I needed so I felt better. We've been working on things, and up until now, it's gone well.

His mum had other ideas though, and told him to get off the phone. When he explained why he was on the phone, she became even more insistant.

So, I'm back to square one with the situation there, and with my friend. His girlfriend has been there for both of us, but now her dad is saying she shouldn't be there for me when I'm down too.

I don't know.. it's probably not even that bad or important. I just don't feel good at all right now