Holy, okay, I don't even know where to begin.
So, a few hours ago I received a message on FB from an old friend, someone who I haven't spoken to since basically elementary school. Even then, we were only somewhat close when we were maybe 7 or 8 years old. I hadn't seen them, spoke to them, nothing ever since. Even in the upper elementary grades, we never really spoke much. I can't even recall speaking to them in high school, either. He had a tough upbringing, basically became ostracized by the peer, you know how mean kids are.
The message? I think I am going to kill myself today and thanking me for not being a bully. I never saw the message at first and I stumble upon it while deleting FB games messages. So, it was 2 hours past when I got the initial message. I message back and got a quick response. At this point, I'm thinking "wtf am I do?" My girlfriend who was with me convinces me to call 911. I did. I responded to him in the mean time, trying to bring up some good memories.
Anyways, he had moved, I was able to find out to which city (he told me) which meant another police department became involved. They went over to his house and took him to the hospital. The cop called me and said he was drunk and messaging other people as well and they're going to the hospital. It was a quick response, maybe 30-40 minutes from my initial call to when the cop had called me.
In the meantime, I, never being in a situation like this was googling how to respond properly, what to do. We tried even calling the suicide hotline to get advice. We were ON HOLD. I can't imagine if someone, who was actually suicidal, had called them, what that would do to them.
Its crazy to me, how, someone I haven't spoken to in almost 15 years, and was only sorta-close when I was 7, had messaged me and remembered a few things we had done as friends. I don't even think I was a good person, I was one of the assholes too in elementary, yet, I guess I wasn't anywhere near what others had done to him. That those memories from that long ago were the positive ones he had remembered and brought up. That no matter how small an impact you have on someone, it hopefully is always a positive one.
I guess the whole situation just puts things into perspective. I know many of you struggle with your own battles and have found solitude through here. I can't begin to understand the level of pain and difficulty one goes through and I almost felt... useless in the moment, particularly in how to respond.
End of the day, I guess you just have to be the best you and continue to hopefully treat others well in order to be that 1 bright light in their lives.