Wednesday, May 23, 2007

At work this week my co-workers were talking about this guy who killed himself. Apparently he's part of a christian comedy duo...I'd never heard of them before, but they're popular with some people. You know, the Gaither listening type.

Anyway, the question is always "why?" Sometimes it's obvious. The person loses their job or their spouse or child dies and they don't think life is still worth living. But I thought my co-worker's reaction was kinda odd because they kept on talking about how the duo's schedule was already booked. Yes...and? Somehow I can't imagine that he was going to come up on a convenient time to kill himself.

Then they were wondering about why he wasn't on medication. I've known alot of depressed people...I've never known anyone that medication actually helped. I know there are those people out there...I just don't think it's that simple. Besides, in most cases people kill themselves over real events, not a chemical imbalance in the brain. My friends little brother killed himself after their father was convicted on child molestation charges, I don't think medication was going to help him.

I don't know anything about the guy who killed himself, but I find myself empathizing with his family and friends. They most wonder why it had to be this way. If they could have done something different. How far back they would have to rewind to start a path that didn't lead here.


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