- 8 years ago
Long time lurker here, was always thinking of posting, but can’t believe my first post is going to be so horrible.
I just need a place to get my feelings out. I feel horribly guilty for not seeing it sooner.
He had problems with depression, I knew that. I never knew it was this bad, or that he was going to do this.
Couple days ago, when I saw him, he told me he’s gonna be gone for a long time. That disturbed me.
I called him several times and made plans to meet, told him I was gonna visit him the next day and asked him to talk to his parents. He genuinely seemed to feel better, so I didn’t alert his parents.
This morning, my mom got a call from his parents that he hasn’t been picking up his phone. I feared the worst.
I called several people, and contacted his University. This horrible woman form his dorm picked up. When I asked her to check up on him, she said
“And why should I do that? You come here and check on him yourself.”
I wanted to cuss her out so badly, but I held my temper and said please.
There’s a very small pause and she says,
“He’s fine. I just checked”. And then hangs up.
I was beyond scared now and got ready to drive to his University, when his friend messaged me saying he’s alive but he can’t talk for a few days.
Beyond that, his supervisors and friends won’t give me information because I’m not his family. They won’t even tell me what happened.
I gave the information to his parents, who will be driving up there.
Now I am just trying to sit still and not cry, while waiting for information. I just don’t know why he did that.