I haven't blogged anything in a while, but I come to Sal's asking for help. I have this friend of mine, her name is Molly. We recently became friends, started talking about 4 months ago out of her Facebook boredness randomly choosing me to talk to one night. As I got to know her more, more and more of her... issues started to come out.
Her relationship issues and failures were first. Then came the knowledge of her drinking a bit later. The biggest bombshell was dropped when she told me one day that someone told the counselors at school she had tried to commit suicide, but she totally convinced me and acted as if that was totally crazy, which I thought it was. She's one of those girls who is always ridiculously happy and knows everyone, constantly talking and being so energetic. She later admitted to me that night that she did in fact try to commit suicide, and it wasn't her first failed attempt. She was put on anti-depression meds and went to see a counselor multiple times a week. She hates both. Then recently, her smoking habit came out. She's not exactly a chain smoker, just 8 or 9 total in the last week and half. Her pack is almost gone, so she says that's gonna end. With that reveal came another surprise almost as shocking as the suicide attempts.
When she came up to me in school that day, she was the complete opposite of her usual self. Not smiling, not excited, no makeup and her hair was just in a ponytail. I knew something was wrong, but she didn't say there. As usual, Facebook chat would reveal the issue. She explained to me how her dad beat her the other night after she got into a fight with her parents from them yelling and complaining how she's a failure and disgrace to the family and that they can't wait for her to move out. She said that he'd done it before, but not like this in years. I asked why she hasn't told anyone and she said she had. She had a CPS social worker to their house weekly in the past.
I tried and tried to convince her she had to do more and tell someone. She doesn't seem to think so. Here's the discussion I had with her tonight.
I was talking about my back hurting from digging my dog's grave today. That's another blog post that I probably wont write. What a bad day. RIP Max. <3
My messages are bolded.
My back killssss right now haha
mine does too.
well all of me does.
yeah that and my dad.
Again? Or still?
Mollyyy why don't you do something?
what can i do?
Tell the police, tell the school, tell someone so it can stop
i cant put everyone through that again
Well why should you go through this again?
This seems a lot worse.
idk, i deserve it?
you have to do what's best for you.
No one deserves that
So, I'm here for what to do next. Anyone have experience in a situation like this? What's the best thing I can do? I mean I already talk to her all the time and help that way whether it's about this or the depression. Should I take matters into my own hands and tell someone? I don't want to break her trust and betray her, but it may be the best thing for her. I just don't know.