DragonClaw
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I'm studying for my EMT course, and I have a question that's been bugging me (above). Not looking to create a "Boo Hoo" moment, but I still think it's an issue. Don't read on if you don't want moderate details of actual suicide.
To be honest, when I was in high school, my brother killed himself. Not much was said about it or explained. I still kind of blame my parents. It's still pretty unresolved. I ended up requesting the file from the responding police department, even the pictures. I looked at it all. But it still seems kind of surreal.
He had a lot of physiological issues of his own, but one day decided to jump off the dam. He broke his legs and managed to evade rescue (It had been like 25-30 minutes before they could even get a boat down there because of how low the bridge was. There were a couple of bystanders, but the closest woman didn't get too close in case he grabbed her and they both went over. The drop was over 200-250 feet.
I watched the interviews of the bystanders, one of the cops had them sit in the car and talk to the camera.
We did counseling and all of that. I couldn't take it seriously at that age, never really went back as an adult.
I had a kind of suicidal moment as my parents seemed to neglect me to take care of my siblings they thought were at risk for suicide (To be honest, they were, they just showed more outward signs. I went back to the rhythm of being that happy, annoying, chatty kid)
I started with cutting (as other kids did when stressed, but that turned out to be dumb and ineffective (surprise) I tried to kill myself with a bag (Halfheartedly.. kind of. I don't really know).
At that point, I realized I couldn't keep all that guilt eating at me. I swore on his grave that I'd never to kill myself again. (Sounds corny, but that kind of thing matters to me). I think I've gotten better to some degree, but it still heavily weighs on me.
How do you guys keep up with this? How do you respond to someone trying to kill themselves, standing at a bridge, someone who is actively trying (still writhing on a noose), or someone who purposely OD recently or even a dead body when it's too late? What about the family and friends, random bystanders?
Before this whole thing, I used to make and laugh at suicide jokes. I mean, it was whatever. Didn't affect me, didn't bother me, I didn't relate to it. Now, I only hope someone truly suicidal doesn't hear such comments and jokes, and I wish people would stop doing it.
I know this may or may not be the correct place, but considering my hopeful future employment, I thought it may be relevant. I hope I'd never have to respond to such a call, but that's naive to think it won't. While it concerns me, what bothers me more is every time I hear sirens, I realize I'm not trained enough or even in a job position to respond to a call, to be on that ambulance. Instead of mere wishing, I'm working toward that goal.
Just looking for some direction. It's probably a lot to go over, so I apologize if you've made it this far.
To be honest, when I was in high school, my brother killed himself. Not much was said about it or explained. I still kind of blame my parents. It's still pretty unresolved. I ended up requesting the file from the responding police department, even the pictures. I looked at it all. But it still seems kind of surreal.
He had a lot of physiological issues of his own, but one day decided to jump off the dam. He broke his legs and managed to evade rescue (It had been like 25-30 minutes before they could even get a boat down there because of how low the bridge was. There were a couple of bystanders, but the closest woman didn't get too close in case he grabbed her and they both went over. The drop was over 200-250 feet.
I watched the interviews of the bystanders, one of the cops had them sit in the car and talk to the camera.
We did counseling and all of that. I couldn't take it seriously at that age, never really went back as an adult.
I had a kind of suicidal moment as my parents seemed to neglect me to take care of my siblings they thought were at risk for suicide (To be honest, they were, they just showed more outward signs. I went back to the rhythm of being that happy, annoying, chatty kid)
I started with cutting (as other kids did when stressed, but that turned out to be dumb and ineffective (surprise) I tried to kill myself with a bag (Halfheartedly.. kind of. I don't really know).
At that point, I realized I couldn't keep all that guilt eating at me. I swore on his grave that I'd never to kill myself again. (Sounds corny, but that kind of thing matters to me). I think I've gotten better to some degree, but it still heavily weighs on me.
How do you guys keep up with this? How do you respond to someone trying to kill themselves, standing at a bridge, someone who is actively trying (still writhing on a noose), or someone who purposely OD recently or even a dead body when it's too late? What about the family and friends, random bystanders?
Before this whole thing, I used to make and laugh at suicide jokes. I mean, it was whatever. Didn't affect me, didn't bother me, I didn't relate to it. Now, I only hope someone truly suicidal doesn't hear such comments and jokes, and I wish people would stop doing it.
I know this may or may not be the correct place, but considering my hopeful future employment, I thought it may be relevant. I hope I'd never have to respond to such a call, but that's naive to think it won't. While it concerns me, what bothers me more is every time I hear sirens, I realize I'm not trained enough or even in a job position to respond to a call, to be on that ambulance. Instead of mere wishing, I'm working toward that goal.
Just looking for some direction. It's probably a lot to go over, so I apologize if you've made it this far.