I’ll be honest, I watched a film (against my better judgement) about suicides on the golden gate bridge. At the end there was a gentleman who committed suicide. I know I am not the only one who felt horrified to watch it, even though we knew it was coming. I think there is a certain sense of … NO! Hold on!!! You want him to wait on things, hold him, or something. Its traumatic. I felt like I just witnessed a good soul (God loves all) get overwhelmed by demons- like you could almost see it occurring before he jumped, when it didn’t have to be that way at all.
When I read more about his life, I felt it was no wonder how he succumbed to it (No father all his life, no real close family, he also knew growing up that his mother, when she found out she was pregnant with him, was planning to have an abortion, and other life disappointments) , yet it still didn’t have to end that way. I often wonder if he knew and saw the outpouring for him now… now that 1,000’s of people witnessed his action that day and had such an outpouring of compassion, would he have gone through with it? It haunts me and its been several months since I watched it.