trooper
31-08-10, 15:15
Living life to the full is a mantra we all know, most likely endevour to follow, but it can be so hard to follow when you're bogged down by the daily grind of depressive and / or anxious feelings, and the associate negative thoughts that come with it.
I live in a tall block of apartments in central London, yesterday was a bank holiday. My folks came over for lunch, and we had a relaxing time. Shortly after they left I walked out of my balcony to see the horror of one of my neighbours half naked on the car park floor, some 9 stories below being resuscitated by the emergency services.
It was very surreal, as recently I have had a nightmare about falling off my balcony, which made seeing the the aftermath of said event all the more disturbing. It made me very upset. Very upset for the victim and also for myself, for the times I have contemplated it.
Despite the brilliant efforts of the City of London ambulance services, sadly she passed shortly afterward. The the area was cordoned off into a potential crime scene with a tent erected over the body for the forensics team to do their work.
I have experienced death and bereavement several times personally and been bombarded by it in the media all my life, yet this is the first time I have ever had it happen in front of me and it was quite profound. I was really rooting for her to pull though and much more sad about her passing than I thought I would be. I have never even met her or seen her before. As far as I know the police weren't treating it as suspicious which makes it all the more sad that someone was unhappy and desperate enough to leap to their death.
It was awful to see how difficult it was for all the police and emergency services to deal with it too, it was altogether a very morbid and upsetting event to witness.
To think someone else in my block is also going through torment a few floors below me, but was so alone to think they had no option really upset me. I cried for them last night, perhaps because I know exactly how that feels but have so far had the resolve to overcome those urges to bring an end to it all.
Today this has made my resolve to live life to the full and get better all even stronger than ever. There is a way to healt and get better, however powerful depression and anxiety may feel.
And more over, I feel grateful that we all have this great resource and community as a support. That none of us need to feel there is no one to speak to in an emergency.
I know its a bit of a depressing thread, but its a reality we all face and its good to remind everyone they're not alone and there are people here to help.
I live in a tall block of apartments in central London, yesterday was a bank holiday. My folks came over for lunch, and we had a relaxing time. Shortly after they left I walked out of my balcony to see the horror of one of my neighbours half naked on the car park floor, some 9 stories below being resuscitated by the emergency services.
It was very surreal, as recently I have had a nightmare about falling off my balcony, which made seeing the the aftermath of said event all the more disturbing. It made me very upset. Very upset for the victim and also for myself, for the times I have contemplated it.
Despite the brilliant efforts of the City of London ambulance services, sadly she passed shortly afterward. The the area was cordoned off into a potential crime scene with a tent erected over the body for the forensics team to do their work.
I have experienced death and bereavement several times personally and been bombarded by it in the media all my life, yet this is the first time I have ever had it happen in front of me and it was quite profound. I was really rooting for her to pull though and much more sad about her passing than I thought I would be. I have never even met her or seen her before. As far as I know the police weren't treating it as suspicious which makes it all the more sad that someone was unhappy and desperate enough to leap to their death.
It was awful to see how difficult it was for all the police and emergency services to deal with it too, it was altogether a very morbid and upsetting event to witness.
To think someone else in my block is also going through torment a few floors below me, but was so alone to think they had no option really upset me. I cried for them last night, perhaps because I know exactly how that feels but have so far had the resolve to overcome those urges to bring an end to it all.
Today this has made my resolve to live life to the full and get better all even stronger than ever. There is a way to healt and get better, however powerful depression and anxiety may feel.
And more over, I feel grateful that we all have this great resource and community as a support. That none of us need to feel there is no one to speak to in an emergency.
I know its a bit of a depressing thread, but its a reality we all face and its good to remind everyone they're not alone and there are people here to help.