This isn't my usual name in massassi, but this situation is so horrific and sickeneing that I cannot possibly use my own name. And if anyone figures out who this is, please don't give the game away.
Today, I tried to talked my 17 year old brother out of suicide. But it failed. He has been acting weird recently, he has taken weed for years, I never knew exactly why. It was to forget something that happened in his past.
Me and mum saw that he had started drinking a HELL of a lot. And today, around 8 pm, he started drinking loads of beer. My mum had a headache, and went to get some painkillers. She opened the draw, and they were all gone. We suddenly realised, my brother had drunk 4 beers and more than 20 painkillers!!!
Enough to kill him.
When my mum went upstairs, he kicked her out the room. he started screaming and crying that he was going to die, and had just phoned up all his old friends to say goodbye.
I ran upstairs because we found out he had a knife in his room and was going to slit in wrists.
Then, I found out. Why he had taken drugs, and why he had turned out the way he has, so angry and f***** up in the head.
My brother was raped by an older pupil when he was 7 years old.
And I knew the person who did it cos he told us his name.
He never told us. This happened at the same Boarding school i went to. And my brother (although drugged up and drunk and hysterical at the time) also said the headmaster knew and had covered it up.
He said some other stuff too I cant mention.
We tried to talk him out of it but nothing worked. he got worse and more violent, and crying taht he was going to die at midnight, and that he finally had the courage to do it.
I thought he was lying.
He was not.
But when my mum went out of the room to phone the paramedics and the cops (cos he was getting violent), my brother picked up the knife. If I had not been there, my brother would have stabbed himself. I had to grab the knife, slicing my hand in the process, and pull it off of him.
Then the police came. I had to hold him whilst they handcuffed him. They took him away kicking and screaming. They arrested him for assaulting a police officer, and when he was being driven to hospital he threatened the cops he'd find out where they lived and slit their throats.
My brother is gone. He will be sent away to a mental institute and I may never see him again. He cannot come home, and I dont want to see him for a long time, until he gets his head sorted out, if he ever does.
The pain of being dumped by some girl or arguing with your parents or even loosing friends, is nothing compared to the pain of loosing your brother, and finding out what I have tonight, and seeing him held on the floor to be sedated.
I hope for your sake massassians, this has put your own problems in perspective. Next time you want to moan cos your mom won't buy you a faster computer or you do badly in colege tests, don't.
I'm sorry if this post is too much for this forum.
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no signature here ma'am.
Move along please.
[This message has been edited by Voivode_Kartarirya (edited January 05, 2004).]
Today, I tried to talked my 17 year old brother out of suicide. But it failed. He has been acting weird recently, he has taken weed for years, I never knew exactly why. It was to forget something that happened in his past.
Me and mum saw that he had started drinking a HELL of a lot. And today, around 8 pm, he started drinking loads of beer. My mum had a headache, and went to get some painkillers. She opened the draw, and they were all gone. We suddenly realised, my brother had drunk 4 beers and more than 20 painkillers!!!
Enough to kill him.
When my mum went upstairs, he kicked her out the room. he started screaming and crying that he was going to die, and had just phoned up all his old friends to say goodbye.
I ran upstairs because we found out he had a knife in his room and was going to slit in wrists.
Then, I found out. Why he had taken drugs, and why he had turned out the way he has, so angry and f***** up in the head.
My brother was raped by an older pupil when he was 7 years old.
And I knew the person who did it cos he told us his name.
He never told us. This happened at the same Boarding school i went to. And my brother (although drugged up and drunk and hysterical at the time) also said the headmaster knew and had covered it up.
He said some other stuff too I cant mention.
We tried to talk him out of it but nothing worked. he got worse and more violent, and crying taht he was going to die at midnight, and that he finally had the courage to do it.
I thought he was lying.
He was not.
But when my mum went out of the room to phone the paramedics and the cops (cos he was getting violent), my brother picked up the knife. If I had not been there, my brother would have stabbed himself. I had to grab the knife, slicing my hand in the process, and pull it off of him.
Then the police came. I had to hold him whilst they handcuffed him. They took him away kicking and screaming. They arrested him for assaulting a police officer, and when he was being driven to hospital he threatened the cops he'd find out where they lived and slit their throats.
My brother is gone. He will be sent away to a mental institute and I may never see him again. He cannot come home, and I dont want to see him for a long time, until he gets his head sorted out, if he ever does.
The pain of being dumped by some girl or arguing with your parents or even loosing friends, is nothing compared to the pain of loosing your brother, and finding out what I have tonight, and seeing him held on the floor to be sedated.
I hope for your sake massassians, this has put your own problems in perspective. Next time you want to moan cos your mom won't buy you a faster computer or you do badly in colege tests, don't.
I'm sorry if this post is too much for this forum.
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no signature here ma'am.
Move along please.
[This message has been edited by Voivode_Kartarirya (edited January 05, 2004).]