wolf, was going to start this in it's own thread but thought perhaps it should go here because the "patient" was right up your alley back in december. the end result is not good.
a friend and ex-coworker at the tracks' life long friend killed himself a few days ago. in fact said coworker was up at work with dr. froth and i when he got the phone call that they'd found him. only then we didn't know how he killed himself. i knew the guy as well. ok, met him a few times but that still counts. seemed like a decent person. so ex-coworker was talking about how "john doe", i will call him, tried to commit suicide just before xmas by hanging himself. he was committed to do this mind you. his brother just happened to show up and save him. dude was hanging and purple. he'd taken pills and was almost to the afterlife. well, they committed him to the psychiatric ward and a few weeks later let him out. i guess he told them what they wanted to hear and did the things they wanted him to do (wolf can you help me understand this?) and his depression continued. so the other day john's family is calling ex-coworker telling him they cannot find him. he'd left his house, lights on, tv on, keys home, phone left behind too. tonight while closing up the track dr. froth told me what happened. dude jumped in front of a train of all things in the woodlands which is a suburb in north houston. i feel horrible for the family of john and ex-coworker. hell they'd been friends for 30 years. some of you may remember my rant about 6 years ago when a great friend and pilot committed suicide. i know what ex-coworker is going through. he's pretty stout and can handle this. (it's really deeper than what i'm letting onto here from a separate incident that happened back in december don't know much about it except someone else had said "see ya" as well) i've been very depressed before, like last november for example but i could never do that. step in front of a train? wow. i dunno. that's pretty heavy. like i said he was an acquaintance so it doesn't hit me as hard as a good friend would. just makes me say "damn".
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