Suicide

Earlier today, a very close friend of mine nearly took his own life away. He overdosed from sleeping pills and a couple of antibiotics. Its a good thing though that his aunt is around during that time and being the typical old woman, she always checks every room before going to sleep. She noticed that his room was locked and got the spare key and opened it up. To her surprise, he was shaking pretty hard.

Doctors said that any further delay and he would have ended in the morgue. As of the moment, they are currently performing a series of experiments and they are currently removing the toxic out of his system.

I got the chance to talk to him but all he told me was that he could not handle his problems anymore. That was the typical answer that I get from any troubled person who attempted to take his life away. Can’t they take the pain? Can they not endure and do what they can to solve their problems? Don’t they trust their friends or family?

I had so many questions that hopefully will get an answer after we visit a psychiatrist tomorrow. It turns out that my holy week will be an unforgettable one.

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