A guy at work that I knew killed himself in his office sometime this weekend. I don’t have all the details yet.
It is always a sad thing to see that someone was in that much pain without anyone knowing or caring. He was a middle-aged guy with great computer talent. He was wasting his life in his current job just as I am. We both were capable of much more but found our abilities squandered.
I don’t know much about his private life but I think he was divorced. I think he didn’t even drive a car. He was obviously an unhappy person much as I am. Funny how, in retrospect, you can see the pain but not when it matters. It was there but we overlook it turning our thoughts back to our own selfish little lives.
There is a chance that I will end up much the same way eventually. It’s sad that there isn’t a way that a person can ask for help and not be stigmatized. Why is it only after someone kills themselves that other people notice. For a day or two.
Goodby Jeff. I hardly knew you.
Am I jealous?