“Well, actually, it wasn’t. They’ve known her suicidal behaviour. She’s attempted twice before, and when she succeeded, it was at her aunt’s house. They thought she’d be safe with the constant watch of her aunt.”
“Well, of course, all those things matter. That’s what society is after. It’s people like her who will succeed in life because she strives to climb the corporate ladder, to be successful and be rich.”
“I thought I had to be strong for you. I thought I had to show only the positives so you can rely on me. I thought that’s what men are supposed to do. *confused*”
“Have you heard of the guy in Japan who opened a cafe next to the mountain cliff? He did that so he could offer coffee to those considering jumping. There are so many ways to help. You don’t need years of knowledge on cohort studies or comparative analysis to start.”
I may never forget the awkward look on my mom’s face. It was as if I had suggested something that would put the whole family to shame. Or perhaps, that was exactly what I did.
“Thank you for sharing your story with me. I feel very privileged. For me, you are still the same you since we first met, but listening to your experience has helped me understand you and why you think the way you do.”
“Actually, she’s told me numerous times on the phone that she doesn’t want me to end up like her, wasting her youth away… but I’d rather be cheap to myself and let her have the best of everything, or else I feel guilty.”
“I think your sister is suicidal. Please don’t tell your parents. I don’t think she’d want your parents to know. I’ve tried to calm her down and she sounded better on the phone, but I thought I should tell you at least.”
“I don’t know. All I know is that I can’t go to the kitchen. I can’t look at knifes right now. I’m also afraid to look at the balcony window. I’ve been gripping this chair in the den for 10 minutes already to calm down.”
He enjoys math and statistic but has trouble keeping up with school attendance. I have asked about his tendency to skip lectures. It was not easy for him to put those thoughts into words. Perhaps he also did not really understand it. At the time, he had already been in college for 8 years.