CARPE HERI = Seize Yesterday / by D.M. Jerman

I tried to call the suicide hotline a couple of times as a kid. I lived out in the boonies and just wanted someone to talk to. Bored late at night, I guess. I always got some hospital lackey on the line.

I wasn't stupid. I knew the person on the other end didn't want to talk, or couldn't. And when they said "I think you have the wrong number" I didn't ask for the right one.