- Jan 3, 2012
- 17,750
I spent almost an entire eight hour shift a couple of days ago with a man who was threatening to commit suicide.
He told me over the course of the night that his father had died this year, he'd had to sell his house due to the inheritance tax bill. His wife had had an affair with a mate and left him, and then came after what little proceeds of the house he had left. He couldn't see his kids, and his job- which he said he was (perhaps inevitably) struggling with- was on the line due to the circumstances in which he came to my attention. He told me through his tears that he couldn't take any more and had absolutely nothing left to live for. I completely believed he meant it.
I don't know, perhaps I should just have let him go and chuck himself off the nearest bridge though. I mean, it was the middle of the night, so, once I'd cleared the broken bits of him off the carriageway, hopefully I could have had the road reopened by rush hour, thus minimising the inconvenience to some of you lot.
Well posted. If I were ever to get to that state (God Forbid), I would hope to have someone like you on duty dealing with it.