.Yesterday was a terrible day. Had issues with mom's care (refuse to go there) and my car was acting up. Anyway, it stalled & I had to be towed. While waiting for the tow truck, a rescue unit went by with the lights on. Found out a man/boy, not sure yet, had shot himself at a pond nearby where I was. It was near the interstate and people were calling 911 to report he had a gun. They didn't get there in time.
The town where this happened has a terrible record of young people, high school & a bit older, of suicide. The school has brought in counselors, and advisers but it still keeps happening. Don't know the statistics. There is a group for suicide prevention and they have a huge bill board up for their walk which is in June. Did this help or instigate? Do these victims romanticize it? And I fail to see what a "walk" will help with. Very sad and certainly added to my stress to think about his family.
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Too many young people are gone before they really had a chance. Once you've lost a family member to suicide it hits you. Both Tom and I have lost someone fairly close to us. Him an Uncle, me a 1st cousin. Those of us who have never experienced depression can not imagine what is going through their minds. It is a final solution but a kick in the gut to the family and friends left behind. The doubts of what did I miss, how could I have not seen it, and self guilt are terrible. Quite often there seems to be about 3 suicides in an area before they stop. Those contemplating seem to finally see how much it will hurt those left and either seek help or put it off till a later time when they can't think clearly again. So sad.
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Mike had two uncles on his father's side who commited suicide, and at least one aunt who had severe depression and had to be cared for in spells. I think it is a lot genetic, the depression part of it. I have always tried to be watchful for it in him, and deal with it a lot myself.
There seem to be real rashes of suicides in young people in these times. Remember first reading about it decades ago in Plano, TX. I think they see the first one being mourned, and it triggers something. We will probably never know exactly why anyone ends their own life.