mchammer75040
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So ever since I got home from talkin with a close friend Ive had this sense of dread hanging over me that I cant shake off. My friend is in her 60s, and before anyone says it no she isnt a typical ol' hag...we actually get hella drunk together and she was skydiving in her early 60s, this should give you an idea of the kind of person she is.
Anyways she called me earlier tonight, sounding very distressed and wanting me to come over. I went over and she basically cried to me for over an hour, talkin about how lonely she was..living in a big house all by herself since her husband passed away a year ago. How she felt like life was just falling apart, nothing seems to matter anymore she told me. Just kinda staring off into the distance, sorting through old photos of her family. And then came the unavoidable topic, suicide.
Now before anyone makes a rash judgement about suicide well you can kindly shut the **** up, cause none of us are either lookin at a slow inevitable decline into crippling old age or a quick death. I mean seriously what would you pick?
Its hard being around someone or hearing someone you care about talk about suicide and knowing that it isnt some far off concept that people talk about doing when they get old. Shes staring at it everyday and wondering why not.
I dont know where this thread is going, but I guess I want your introspections about what you want to be looking back on after 50 years. Or maybe thoughts on losing loved ones, especially from you older guys here. Are you at a place where you wanna be in life?
Anyways she called me earlier tonight, sounding very distressed and wanting me to come over. I went over and she basically cried to me for over an hour, talkin about how lonely she was..living in a big house all by herself since her husband passed away a year ago. How she felt like life was just falling apart, nothing seems to matter anymore she told me. Just kinda staring off into the distance, sorting through old photos of her family. And then came the unavoidable topic, suicide.
Now before anyone makes a rash judgement about suicide well you can kindly shut the **** up, cause none of us are either lookin at a slow inevitable decline into crippling old age or a quick death. I mean seriously what would you pick?
Its hard being around someone or hearing someone you care about talk about suicide and knowing that it isnt some far off concept that people talk about doing when they get old. Shes staring at it everyday and wondering why not.
I dont know where this thread is going, but I guess I want your introspections about what you want to be looking back on after 50 years. Or maybe thoughts on losing loved ones, especially from you older guys here. Are you at a place where you wanna be in life?