I was on the way home from college. I got off the Metro to see an ambulance, and then a man lying on the ground with two paramedics talking to him. The only part of the conversation I heard whilst walking past was;
Paramedic: Why are you lying on the ground?
Man: I just give up.
Paramedic: You give up?
Now this hit me as the man seemed suicidal and literally past caring what anyone thought of him. I didn't want to interfere with the paramedics doing their job, but I wished I could have stopped to at least ask if he was going to be okay. I'm a trained Samaritan, used to volunteer there, and walking on by without stopping to check on a man in apparent crisis makes me hate myself. The further on I walked the most I wished I had just stopped, even to ask. Maybe a stranger showing concern would have given him hope.
I hope the fact that this man is in the hands of the paramedics will mean he will be safe. I really wish I could have done something to help him though.
Can anyone more religious than me send out some prayers for this guy?
K x
Paramedic: Why are you lying on the ground?
Man: I just give up.
Paramedic: You give up?
Now this hit me as the man seemed suicidal and literally past caring what anyone thought of him. I didn't want to interfere with the paramedics doing their job, but I wished I could have stopped to at least ask if he was going to be okay. I'm a trained Samaritan, used to volunteer there, and walking on by without stopping to check on a man in apparent crisis makes me hate myself. The further on I walked the most I wished I had just stopped, even to ask. Maybe a stranger showing concern would have given him hope.
I hope the fact that this man is in the hands of the paramedics will mean he will be safe. I really wish I could have done something to help him though.
Can anyone more religious than me send out some prayers for this guy?
K x