My friend has a roommate that is...let's say extremely depressed and
leave it at that. So, a couple of nights ago she comes home from work
to find her front yard full of police cars. Her roommate is standing
in the door of the house with cops staring at him. It turns out that
he drank a few beers and got really down and started firing off emails
to everyone he knows. The gist of the letter was that he couldn't take
it anymore, gonna blow his brains out (they don't have a gun), goodbye
to everyone. He sent the original letter to his mother telling her
that she had 3 other kids to be proud of and he was a failure....well,
you get the idea.
He sent these notes late in the evening and only one brother opened
the letter that night. He called the local police to do a welfare call
on the house and see if the roommate was alright. He was. Well,
needless to say they took him away to the hospital. He is now in a
local mental facility for observation. I think he will be alright.
In thinking about all this its amazing how well it worked. Of course
if he were going to kill himself he would have done it and not written
everyone he knew telling them he was. It was a cry for help I think.
Funny thing is he doesn't seem depressed. Now, I don't live with him
and I am not around him a whole lot, but he just doesn't seem that
depressed. And that's amazing too. How many people are walking around
here on the edge of their plates and we don't even know it. So, if you
say a harsh word, ridicule or in some way hurt these people, they
might slide right off the edge. Hmm.
Dana
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons,
for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.