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i'm sorry that you went through this.
why would anybody hang themselves in a busy alley outside their work? right outside one of the offices really? on their lunch hour no less?
he recently was on a cane, i guess a back injury. i don't think that's why.
I don't know how I'd deal with something like this. You really do never know.....
I'm sorry.
cause it seemed kind of weird. but i couldn't not blog it. i hate to think of the extent of things that could happen around me and i'd log on and blog.
I wonder if he hung himself near work so as to spare a family member from finding him at home?
oh his poor wife. goes off to work in the morning, in the afternoon gets a visit from the VPD. oy.
I think I would have wanted to go look - and then have had to stop myself from doing so. I probably would have had to blog just to DO something - because in that situation there is nothing to do except stand around and talk about it and feel badly...
someone said they saw him doing something with a rope thing, weeks ago. maybe we all keep to ourselves and mind our own business too much, to just not say anything?
someone said he 'thought he was being persecuted by a few people', that last part emphasized in an accusatory fashion. who knows what that meant. it's the sort of place where you either have one of two last names, or you're second class person. nepotism and attitudes are one of the reasons i keep to myself in my little office in the other division.
people tried to draw him out on how he was feeling, to no avail.
so he wandered out without his cane, and no one saw anything, and then ...
Like you, I would have blogged it. I would have to get it out. I would need to write. Not odd, just the way it is. Sending you some positive thoughts, vibes, prayers, feelings ... you know. Good stuff.
That would make me as introspectively spooked as I am territorially right now. Which is pretty spooked. The thieves did a right thorough casing of the joint, and we have a lot of shiny things still here.
life is pretty terrifying. it's good to have a blog, in times like these. 'cause yes, the feedback is really wonderful.
kd had a coworker hang himself right outside the building they work in. KD made the comment that she wanted
I think it's important for people to remember that there is ALWAYS another option. You can quit your hellish job if it's getting to you - working at Taco Bell and being able to sleep at night is better than being miserable and having money.
One of the officers in our unit had a MS in psych. (didn't counsel here himself - said he was too close. Guess that kind of "opening up" requires someone separate from the rest of your life, as if any "social damage" you do by telling your secrets isn't permanent, since you can ditch the shrink, or he/she doesn't "count" socially because of the nature of the interaction. Or something like that.) The psych-degree guy said that frequently, suicides happen because people feel backed into a corner, again and again, unable to do anything about "it" until their minds/outlooks turn into a kind of tunnel vision, with the only move available that gets any results is - well . . .
I'm sorry it happened so close to you, and glad to see the support and interaction you're getting here. Blogging was a good move.
having vented, interacted, and finally gathered some thougths that were quite scattered, i feel much better. oh, and i did have some beer too. but it was the blogging that really made the difference.
so thanks for this.
thanks to *everyone* who commented and helped me get through this.
life is so fucking precious.
And I agree with Kitty. It has nothing to do with weakness. One shouldn't make quick judgements like that. Those who has been down that road knows it has nothing to do with pride or being to weak to deal with some issues. Like Kitty, I've experienced it myself. It's a long prosess, it's not something you do just because you have a bad day or feel down a week or two.
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It's really sad. Terribly sad. Kitty said some good stuff. I agree.
Dr. D - your comment yesterday kind of took me aback when you said "Awful. Why don't these people talk about their problems or seek assistance?" only because I thought you would understand the nature of suicide - possibly through your training or your rotation through psych.
Then this morning, your post including "Too weak to deal with issues or perhaps too proud to talk and ask for help."
I am not picking on you, and I suspect your intentions were not to talk about the "suicidal patient" but rather to commiserate with kd about how awful it must have been for her.
I just had to clarify that the suicidal patient - at least what *I* am familiar with - has little regard for anyone else. It's themselves. It's being unable to talk to anyone about it because when one is so far down, their minds are made up. They are ill. It's a disease. Of course they have psychiatric problems. They are not of the same mind as those that sit and analyze the reasons one would do such a thing.
Suicide is incomprehensible to anyone who has never experienced depression so deep that there really is no other solution than to leave it all behind. To put an end to the pain. Suicide is the only way.
I speak as someone who has indeed experienced it. The last time (7 yrs ago) I truly died. I was in the trauma room and being resuscitated with CPR and pressors etc., while my husband was being asked if he wanted to donate any of my organs. But I made it. It wasn't my time to die.
I am much, much better now. It's in my past. But not that far away that I don't remember how hopeless I felt, and how disturbed I really was.
Sorry for the long post, but I just felt the need to clarify. It's not about the person being too weak or too proud to ask for help. It's just much deeper than that.
xoxo