“AS SUICIDE HAS TO BE TALKED ABOUT – AND NOW!” https://youtu.be/HNefxXjfrr0
Have you ever seen the aftermath of a suicide?
Well I have from when I was 12, where I had to bind up the wrists of an
adult with dish towels, to the suicide of a young boy that we all took
to bullying as a daily norm and his splatter on the garage wall from a
shot gun stayed there for years.
To a young woman who dove off the barracks building in the Armed Forces one night landing on her head right in front of me and which still haunts me to this day!
At work, one woman dove off a building next door but my brain could not
comprehend what was falling, so I counted the floors she past each one.
Only to figure what was happening upon that persons landing.
coworkers or friends, even a Doctor who one day seemed just fine and
after the weekend I came back to work or see them to find out that they
were dead. You wonder if there was more that you could have done, or why
you did not do something, anything!
The one Lady whom was the
dearest Lady in all of my life, came to my house one night because I was
her “Best Friend”. I must have given off an air of safety, for she
even brought 2 of her kids.
The third was at relatives home and my Lady was driven to my home by a sister in-law and a sister.
What was happening was that her husband was threatening her and the
rest of his family with a possible murder and or I thought suicide.
Happily they were not around when he finally cried out with his last violent solution.
Then killed himself but I saved the rest though as he rose to Sainthood
through the years for some reason. The more I tried to save my Lady the
harder and harder it became, until she too past due to illness. It now
sort of seems to me, that her death was just meant to be and I only just
postponed the inevitable. Then again, she did have a life and was
“LOVED” by me.
IMO Suicide is really just an act of terror
perpetrated against everyone who's ever known you, everyone who's ever
loved you and everyone whom in the future you would have loved.
The people closest to you, the ones who cherish you, are the ones who suffer the most pain.
Written and photo
by Sir Richard.