Every Thursday til the middle of May, I travel on the train to Leeds to do my counselling course, nothing ground breaking there, except to say that I don’t travel on trains very often so there is still a very *small* novelty value in it.
In the morning I find it quite pleasurable, sat with my iPad, headphones on watching the world flash by, occasionally imagining myself in a movie or wondering about the others travelling on the train, but the rush hour return is an entirely different experience, its rushed, cramped, no seats, no air and certainly no personal space.
Anyways that kind of sets the scene for what happened on my first return home from the course, I managed to get a seat at a table once the train reached Bradford and so many people exited, then the train just kind of stayed there, followed by an announcement that something had happened and we would be staying at Bradford station whilst they found out more information.
I carried on reading my book, others started shifting and grumbling, making phone calls to tell loved ones they might be late, nothing unusual there
Another tannoy message comes over, ‘there has been an incident at Sowerby Bridge and the train will be remaining at Bradford til further notice’ and there is an audible sigh of unhappiness, myself included, some take out their phones and try to figure out whats going on
Someone says ‘ its another f****** jumper I googled it’
‘what a w*****,’ says someone else
‘I cant believe another f****** jumper, what a selfish t***’
The same guy then makes a phone call and his end of the conversation went like this
‘yeah its me,…
I’m going to be late….
I’ve no f****** idea some f****** d***head tossed himself off a bridge…..
yeah I know it’s so f****** selfish, mind you one less d***head in the world can’t be a bad thing eh?’
I have to say I sat there completely aghast, I looked up at the man opposite me, a suited and booted chap, and he looked equally shocked, but seemingly everyone else then commenced similar conversations either with each other or on the phone
The man opposite me said ‘wow nice to see compassion is alive and well eh?’
I shook my head and searched for something to say to express my utter disgust and sadness at what was going on
The person who decided, for whatever reason, to take their life, who decided it was better to throw themselves in front of a train than exist another day, who took that life ending decision, was somebodies SON, perhaps someone’s HUSBAND, or BROTHER, or FRIEND or GRANDPARENT, he didn’t do it to inconvenience anyone, he did it as he couldn’t face another day on this planet
Regardless of what he did.. is he or his loved ones not entitled to some compassion or just simple respect?
Similarly when Amy Winehouse passed away the eternal mutterings from many were around ‘saw that one coming’ or about what a ‘stupid f***** up girl she was’ is it really ever right to value a life like that? she was someones daughter, loved.
Some might think suicide is indeed a selfish act, maybe some might have had similar thoughts in a similar situation, but really is it ever right to talk about someone in those terms, imagine if it were your husband or boyfriend.
Its more than likely that I’m more sensitive to this than some, as I’m developing my empathy and Unconditional Positive Regards skills for counselling but I’m truly shocked and saddened by attitudes sometimes and cant help but feel a bit disillusioned by the insensitivity and general lack of compassion we live with every day












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