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eastofeden
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I seriously need some advice on a delicate matter...I keep thinking about it over and over and I m sooooo stuck....I can't get beyond my conclusion and I know there is something I am missing...
OK...first let me put it on the table...suicide is a very difficult subject for me. It is probably personal ...I worked so hard to give myself a chance in life that suicide is offensive to me in general...and it makes me angry. I understand everyone is different though but I would rather save my empathy for people who want to live. To make matters worse...my youngest brother took his life 10 years ago and I am haunted by it often and beat myself up about it because I think I knew but didn't say anything when I had the chance. It was more an unconscious realization but I am in touch with my unconscious enough to understand..and I ignored it. I am not sure if this had anything to do with my current situation which is why I mention it...
So...a good friend of mine...her fiance blew his brains out in front of her last summer.....and he fell in her lap....
She had brought him by about three weeks earlier and wanted him to confide in me. The problem is..she puts me on a pedestal and I wish she wouldn't. I can see things alot of times I wish I didn't...and this was definitely one of those times. He knew it too...which made it worse. She egged him on and he began to tell me he had been molested by his neighbor when he was young..and he had these dark things following him around and he couldn't sleep or eat alot because they tormented him.....
For whatever reasons..and I didn't bring it up or want to know...I had a clear sense he had long ago decided on a course of action to deal with all of this which included some pretty intense stuff I wish I didn't see....kind of like self torture/dungeon sex kind of stuff....UGH....
So...I gave generic advice to him knowing full well it was of no use at the time but I wanted to give him something without me having to cross my own boundaries.....
The other thing...even when I "see" stuff.....and I have lived long enough to know my success rate is very high at being right...I am sometimes wrong and so I would rather go with that instead ...especially when I know not to open a door..and this was one of those times....
....and so I have avoided her and I sent her a message that I just can't deal with suicide...but the truth of it...I just don't want to tell her the truth or what I see....and I am afraid of her being in a delicate position or being vulnerable that I may say something that would harm her in any way...
The thing is...if I decide to help someone..I have to be brutally honest..it is way too much work for me to "choose my words". Asking me to fly would be easier....
...and now I found out she has given her mother custody of her son temporarily and I also found out that he was leaving the house for a week or more at a time when they were together with no explanation (which explains the dungeon thing I saw..and maybe the things following him around which I do NOT want to even address...ever....)
...and I know she needs help bad...quick...and she knows how honest I am and in the past...I helped her and it was the brutal honesty that got her past it and the thing that made her build a pedestal which I do NOT want to happen again..another reason I am reluctant....
..and so the place I am stuck at...I know she needs help badly...but I am afraid I will say something that will send her over the edge.....
What I did do...I paid a psychic who is also a suicide and crisis counselor to give her a couple hours of counsel which was right after it happened...hoping it would be enough....
It wasn't.
My biggest fear is sending her over the edge too...and my other biggetst fear is not even trying when I know she needs help..they cancel each other out....
Any advice would be very helpful....
Oh yeah...one more thing.....I think he did something bad...dark... but I don't want to even go there.....ever....it might explain those dark things that he said followed him around...but I never want to open that door....so my fear of helping her is as bad as my fear of not helping her....it is my damn mouth that worries me.
OK...first let me put it on the table...suicide is a very difficult subject for me. It is probably personal ...I worked so hard to give myself a chance in life that suicide is offensive to me in general...and it makes me angry. I understand everyone is different though but I would rather save my empathy for people who want to live. To make matters worse...my youngest brother took his life 10 years ago and I am haunted by it often and beat myself up about it because I think I knew but didn't say anything when I had the chance. It was more an unconscious realization but I am in touch with my unconscious enough to understand..and I ignored it. I am not sure if this had anything to do with my current situation which is why I mention it...
So...a good friend of mine...her fiance blew his brains out in front of her last summer.....and he fell in her lap....
She had brought him by about three weeks earlier and wanted him to confide in me. The problem is..she puts me on a pedestal and I wish she wouldn't. I can see things alot of times I wish I didn't...and this was definitely one of those times. He knew it too...which made it worse. She egged him on and he began to tell me he had been molested by his neighbor when he was young..and he had these dark things following him around and he couldn't sleep or eat alot because they tormented him.....
For whatever reasons..and I didn't bring it up or want to know...I had a clear sense he had long ago decided on a course of action to deal with all of this which included some pretty intense stuff I wish I didn't see....kind of like self torture/dungeon sex kind of stuff....UGH....
So...I gave generic advice to him knowing full well it was of no use at the time but I wanted to give him something without me having to cross my own boundaries.....
The other thing...even when I "see" stuff.....and I have lived long enough to know my success rate is very high at being right...I am sometimes wrong and so I would rather go with that instead ...especially when I know not to open a door..and this was one of those times....
....and so I have avoided her and I sent her a message that I just can't deal with suicide...but the truth of it...I just don't want to tell her the truth or what I see....and I am afraid of her being in a delicate position or being vulnerable that I may say something that would harm her in any way...
The thing is...if I decide to help someone..I have to be brutally honest..it is way too much work for me to "choose my words". Asking me to fly would be easier....
...and now I found out she has given her mother custody of her son temporarily and I also found out that he was leaving the house for a week or more at a time when they were together with no explanation (which explains the dungeon thing I saw..and maybe the things following him around which I do NOT want to even address...ever....)
...and I know she needs help bad...quick...and she knows how honest I am and in the past...I helped her and it was the brutal honesty that got her past it and the thing that made her build a pedestal which I do NOT want to happen again..another reason I am reluctant....
..and so the place I am stuck at...I know she needs help badly...but I am afraid I will say something that will send her over the edge.....
What I did do...I paid a psychic who is also a suicide and crisis counselor to give her a couple hours of counsel which was right after it happened...hoping it would be enough....
It wasn't.
My biggest fear is sending her over the edge too...and my other biggetst fear is not even trying when I know she needs help..they cancel each other out....
Any advice would be very helpful....
Oh yeah...one more thing.....I think he did something bad...dark... but I don't want to even go there.....ever....it might explain those dark things that he said followed him around...but I never want to open that door....so my fear of helping her is as bad as my fear of not helping her....it is my damn mouth that worries me.

















