Nov 07, 2003 00:44
My coursemate from the airforce was confident, popular and well to do with the girls... But all this changed. By a single accident, which he was lucky to come out from. He was in coma for several weeks, and suffered some memory lost when he woke up. Hard work and family helped him recover, but it was not good enough. He lost his career to be a confident air traffic controller, he lost his girlfriend, right after he recovered, and his friends and collegues because he was slower then he usually was. Depressed he became... but never i had exspected that it was so bad to result to suicide. Is life that meaningless...
In a way i feel guilty, wished i realised it sooner and caught all the hints of his depression. Strangely i am so involved with this coursemate life, eventhough i am not close to him. The car accident which I witness the remains of the bus which he hit. Seeing his father cry at the hospital when he was in coma. His calls for help, when he try to ask me out. I was too busy, in my own world, too selfish to see what is actually was going on.
During my MC i heard that he took an overdose of panadol and a whole bottle of medicated oil. Maybe he should not have recovered from the accident, since his recovery made him lose everything, maybe his life was meant to be this way... a lesson to be learnt...
I am not sure what is going to happen to him, but surely lesson learnt for me, is to be more alert and sensitive to my friends...
I just hope, he will have a new start... some way or the other...