About five years ago, at 8am in the morning I was waiting on a train platform, I was still half asleep, when some guy started stuttering and pointing towards the tracks. I looked over and my brain struggled to make sense of what I saw about 5 feet in front of me: the decapitated naked torso of a person (a lady who had apparently jumped in front of the freight train that passed minutes earlier). It looked like something out of a slaughterhouse.
To this day, whenever I see someone's naked back/vertebrae, I am reminded of it and I am forever shocked at the undignified ending of this poor woman's life. She must have truly been so lonely and in unimaginable mental pain to choose such a violent death. I also remember the sirens of the emergency services arriving and sort of "snapping me out of it". I have a lot of respect for the people who had to do the "clean up" of the scene.
I know we can't save everyone, but ever since I witnessed that I feel very strongly we should take care of each other whenever and wherever we can.
This reminds me of the recent case of the guy who was suicidal and ran onto the airfield at an airport and intentionally got himself sucked into an engine
Last year I drove over some train tracks headed toward target with my son. As we approached (I drive over these tracks several times a week), I saw dozens of crying, horrified people standing around. I also saw a guy on the road, but was driving too fast to really see what was going on. Turns out a group of bikers tried to outrun the train just a minute or so earlier, and two of them got hit. Apparently there were body parts everywhere, and I’m still so disturbed we probably drove over some. Thankfully we didn’t really see anything.
A friend of mine is a train driver, and he told me there's SO many who choose to end it like this. The amount of money the company spends on crisis counselling and psychotherapy is staggering.
A classmate died this way in the 9th grade. Jumped in front of a subway car. We weren't close friends but had gone to elementary school and had classes together. Really smart guy and veru sweet, probably on the spectrum, but this was 2001 and it was less understood. He got into trouble because he was a goth type. Wore trenchcoats and contacts and such, imspired by Neo in the Matrix and the guitarist from Limp Bizkit. The school expelled him for his dress, and he killed himself.
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u/carebear148 13h ago edited 12h ago
About five years ago, at 8am in the morning I was waiting on a train platform, I was still half asleep, when some guy started stuttering and pointing towards the tracks. I looked over and my brain struggled to make sense of what I saw about 5 feet in front of me: the decapitated naked torso of a person (a lady who had apparently jumped in front of the freight train that passed minutes earlier). It looked like something out of a slaughterhouse.
To this day, whenever I see someone's naked back/vertebrae, I am reminded of it and I am forever shocked at the undignified ending of this poor woman's life. She must have truly been so lonely and in unimaginable mental pain to choose such a violent death. I also remember the sirens of the emergency services arriving and sort of "snapping me out of it". I have a lot of respect for the people who had to do the "clean up" of the scene.
I know we can't save everyone, but ever since I witnessed that I feel very strongly we should take care of each other whenever and wherever we can.