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4 December , 2013

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Morale at secret place is at an all time low this week. One of the 54 who got letters recently committed suicide on Sunday. This is the second person in the group to do so in the last month or so.

I knew this guy well, we spoke often. You’d be hard pressed to find a friendlier and more helpful person anywhere. I am actually really sad to know that he’s gone. It’s a shitty time of year to lose your job, I understand how someone with a family to support could feel like the walls are closing in…still, I wish he didn’t do it. One day at a time…tomorrow might have been better, and now he won’t be around to see if it is. His family will always have an empty space around the table and he will never be around again to find a way to put food on that table.

Gosh, it’s just so fucking tragic and unnecessary…

Secret place have set up a memorial spot in the one boardroom with a photo, a couple of candles and a gigantic bouquet where people can come and sign a card and write messages to his family if they want to. They’re also arranging transport for anyone who wants to attend the funeral on Friday (I’m hoping they’ll take from this that people are extremely anxious and stressed, and going round telling them “You might be next to lose your job” every other week might not be the best motivating stategy at the moment).

I went up to go write something, and was surprised to find myself crying. My family is no stranger to suicide, my grandfather did it – and I’ve seen what happens to the ones left behind. It’s a coward’s way out. No one wins or gains anything from it. It makes me equal parts sad and angry when someone does it.

 I know that losing your job puts A LOT of strain on a person, but when you’re teetering on that brink any excuse will do. If it wasn’t this thing, would it be the next thing? All things seem small and insignificant with some time and distance between you and them. Hang in there one more day, everything could turn around – or you find a little wiggle room somewhere to see you through somehow. Don’t think of the future as this big ominous thing that needs conquering. One day at a time, and if that’s too much – one hour at a time, and if that’s still more than you can face…just hang in for 10 minutes at a time. This too WILL pass. The sun will still rise in the East tomorrow.

*sigh* Dammit P, why did you have to go and do it this way? This building is full of people who wished you had rather spoken to them and asked for help.

Rest in peace my friend. It’s all over now.

“Hope” is the thing with feathers

By Emily Dickinson 1830–1886 Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

 

 And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm –

 

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet – never – in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of me.

Not the first time you’ve seen this poem on here…this is what I decided to write in the card.

14 comments

  1. What is there to say after something like this? Love & strength to you and to everyone else affected by this. It’s just incredibly sad that anyone reaches the point where they don’t see any other way out.😦


  2. RIP…P.


  3. Hugs vir jou. My woorde is min vandag.


  4. Oh my word L😦 I missed that their were 54 people to start with😦 This is so very tragic and while I agree with your sentiment I often think about how desperately alone these people must have felt.

    Thinking of you and your colleagues xx


  5. Oh no… I feel for the family left behind to now face the hardships alone… why do people not talk about their problems, there is always a way out, doing the deed is not one of them, sure it is easy for those that go, but those that are left behind have not only the hardship but also now someone to bury and grieve over… I will never understand how any one can do it… maybe I’m a coward and don’t have the guts… but I would rather stick around and fight my way back as I have had to do numerous times in my life, and always made it… tragic, absolutely tragic… so you lose your job, you do have unemployment for 9 odd months, I know it’s not a lot but one can still make arrangements with debtors, the credit act has protection for people that lose their jobs… I’m sorry but I consider it cowardly to leave the world in that manner…


  6. No words. Much love to you and your colleagues. xx


  7. I feel so so sad for P. And for those left behind.

    I can just imagine what it must feel like around there. Once at Sage, we had someone die of cancer and it was very sudden. Diagnosed, and about 6 weeks later gone and the place was like a morgue. His wife worked on my floor so it was TERRIBLE. Can’t imagine when the company is “responsible”

    big hugs – i also felt myself tearing up reading your post!


  8. My word :(( that’s so sad.
    ((hugs))


  9. Ouch. How awful. But, how perfectly written xxx


  10. Ai, my maatjie. Dit is so verskriklik hartseer wanneer dinge so donker lyk dat ‘n persoon geen weg daaruit sien nie. Dis wanneer mens besef dat ons hoop nie is in die tydelike nie. xx


  11. Ai, my maatjie. Dit is so verskriklik hartseer wanneer dinge so donker lyk dat ‘n persoon geen weg daaruit sien nie. Dis wanneer mens besef dat ons hoop nie is in die tydelike nie. xx


  12. Hi Louisa, I just want to share a link with you at this time…I trust that you will find something in it🙂
    http://www.aholyexperience.com/2013/12/when-youre-this-close-to-giving-up-hope/


  13. Hi Louisa, I just want to share a link with you at this time…I trust that you will find something in it🙂
    http://www.aholyexperience.com/2013/12/when-youre-this-close-to-giving-up-hope/


  14. Oh dear!!!

    My thoughts are with you all.



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