Space_Dandy
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- Oct 9, 2014
A coworker of mine ended his life last month. I'd known him for about five years. At one point we were fairly close as far as work friends go. He transferred to another building about 3 years ago and I don't think I'd seen him in person since COVID, but I'd still interact with him regularly during online meetings, e-mails, and so forth.
This is just so surreal, to go from hearing this man's voice so often, talking to him in person, being able to picture him and hear him in my mind so vividly... to just him being gone forever. Not only that, but he saw need to end his own life... which in a way feels like a rejection, like I don't want to be around you all anymore. It makes me wonder if he valued our friendship at all. We never really hung out outside of work, but I thought quite highly of him. He was a damn good worker and our team is really going to be hurting without him. I don't think I ever told him how I feel, and I'll never have an opportunity to. Not that I think telling him would have changed the outcome, but it'd be nice to not have these unresolved feelings. And who knows, maybe this guy just needed someone to care even a bit.
He was married and had three children. His wife seemed devastated. Although they probably had their marital issues, who of us don't? I still love my wife even though we have our share of issues and fight sometimes... I don't see how you could leave your kids. As a father, that is unconscionable... the thought of leaving my daughter without a father, and my wife to raise her alone.
I spoke with his friends and family at length at the funeral. There was a massive attendance, I had to wait in line nearly an hour at his celebration of life just to see his urn and speak to his closest relatives. Nobody knows for sure of a cause, he left no suicide note. The only thing I know is that his wife owns a struggling business and incurred hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt to keep it afloat. Although I don't think that is a reason alone to end one's life.
I just keep turning this over and over in my mind.. its a puzzle without an answer. I wish I could talk to him again. He was more of an acquaintance in life but now that he's gone, I feel like I'd lost a good friend and I don't know why. I've been trying ever since to make sure those I care about know how I feel because you never know when you won't have another chance to tell them.
This is just so surreal, to go from hearing this man's voice so often, talking to him in person, being able to picture him and hear him in my mind so vividly... to just him being gone forever. Not only that, but he saw need to end his own life... which in a way feels like a rejection, like I don't want to be around you all anymore. It makes me wonder if he valued our friendship at all. We never really hung out outside of work, but I thought quite highly of him. He was a damn good worker and our team is really going to be hurting without him. I don't think I ever told him how I feel, and I'll never have an opportunity to. Not that I think telling him would have changed the outcome, but it'd be nice to not have these unresolved feelings. And who knows, maybe this guy just needed someone to care even a bit.
He was married and had three children. His wife seemed devastated. Although they probably had their marital issues, who of us don't? I still love my wife even though we have our share of issues and fight sometimes... I don't see how you could leave your kids. As a father, that is unconscionable... the thought of leaving my daughter without a father, and my wife to raise her alone.
I spoke with his friends and family at length at the funeral. There was a massive attendance, I had to wait in line nearly an hour at his celebration of life just to see his urn and speak to his closest relatives. Nobody knows for sure of a cause, he left no suicide note. The only thing I know is that his wife owns a struggling business and incurred hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt to keep it afloat. Although I don't think that is a reason alone to end one's life.
I just keep turning this over and over in my mind.. its a puzzle without an answer. I wish I could talk to him again. He was more of an acquaintance in life but now that he's gone, I feel like I'd lost a good friend and I don't know why. I've been trying ever since to make sure those I care about know how I feel because you never know when you won't have another chance to tell them.