Wish I had called…

My older sister died March 20, 2017, due to an overdose of heroine. She knew it was going to kill her and she tried to stop using it. However, the stress from our family members, her 3 month old son not being in her care, and all her friends pushed her over the edge. I knew something was wrong that night, I knew she was going to die (because I know when loved ones die and it makes me feel guilty when they do and I did not tell them), but what hurts the most is that I never got to say goodbye. I was not allowed at her memorial and I am always the last to know what is going on with her. I am 17, almost 18, she was 23, and I have only 1 regret in life, and that is that I never called her.