You ever witness a suicide and it mind fucked you?

Life is hard. And I don't think any of us have it - or ourselves - as figured out as we'd like others to believe.

God forbid that we show any kind of humanity to one another, any form of tenderness that can be misconstrued as weakness. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to be weak once in a while, instead of being so damned super(sub)human all the time. It would be nice to live in a world where stepping on others isn't mistaken for personal progress. If one of us gets stomped on, we're all of us getting stomped on. And then some of us do the unthinkable and stomp on ourselves. I believe suicide is a more extreme version of that. It's final. You don't come back.

A suicidal thought life can be the result of a number of factors, some of them hereditary, and some of them societal conditioning. Nature and nurture. I don't think these two realities are mutually exclusive. It's true in my case. I lived with suicidal thoughts for at least half my life. I'm glad I'm still here.

I have never witnessed a suicide, and I hope I never do. I've lost three people to it. I don't think it would have helped me one bit to see the result of their last cry for help. I wonder if seeing something like that is something anybody can easily come back from.

 

I like that analogy... trampled by a stampede of negativity. In the end it is very much stomping on yourself. In fact, sometimes you're the only one doing it. Been there, done that. Hope I don't go back.

This thread's been real hard to read because of how close I've been - several times - to the same situation. My deepest condolences to those who have lost someone to this awful thing.

I haven't figured out if they're the bravest ones or not. I suppose I never will. It doesn't matter, much... what happens is irreversible. I'm so sorry, all of you for whom tomorrow never came

 

one....I wish.....I have lost several friends to there own hand, and almost my Dad.....
as for actual witness, as a medic of 30 years I have seen way to many 1st hand, both successful and not...
a few murder suicides....youngest victim 4 years old.....
and yes its mind fucked me....

 

I lost my brother to a drug overdose. Who knows if it was intentional. His body laid in the woods for a month before it was found.

I went to visit that place the day after the evening they removed his body. My other 3 brothers and I went together. It was horrid.

The air was still thick with the smell of where his body rotted into the ground. There was a black greasy spot rolling with thousands of maggots.

Fucked me up.

 

Oh, and reading the coroners report was terrible too.

 

the main thing i would worry about witnessing a suicide is being blamed for it.

witnessing a genocide, now that would bother me. (so much so that i have a real problem with studying much of human history)

at least two people i know, their deaths may have been contributed to by their possibly intentional self negligence, that possibly contributed to by depression, that possibly contributed to by my frequently greater need for solitude then company.

does this bother me? to a degree. but each knew, and knew they new, that had clearly better options. though one was of an age where their mind was starting to go and they knew it was doing so. the other may have needed more company then i was able to give, but still would likely have died anyway (though possibly not as soon or young). neither was technically suicide as such. both were medical cause that may, and probably would, have existed anyway. (and neither, that i could observe, were consumers of mind altering substances either) i'm only suggesting depression may have been one of the many factors involved.