One sad thing for him is, he’s never clearing any army or psychological test now. As his action is basically not just the criminal offense of attempted suicide, but also of arson and conspiracy. Sad.
Now as to why he did this, are you sure someone else is not involved in this. We may tell our friends a lot, but there are thousands of things we still cannot share, for shame, or whatever. The part where a health chaser, a fitness freak would go to the length of destroying himself in such a brutal way means something is not right in his mind. I can only tell you to stay away from such damaged goods. I know I might sound selfish or like the rest of the world. But I didn’t survive my life by stopping and crying for every fucker who stepped on a landmine or secretly harboured a penchant for seeing a PVC next to his photo with a fucking garland on it. Hundreds of fools throw away their lives in the forces. Not always because they’re brave, my friend. Every body is brave, but some just want a PVC in the family.
Anyway, with your friend, the error began very early in life, when he did not break off with an abusive set of asshole parents I guess. My words are harsh and judgemental, you think. My mother died when I was 10, my father when I was 14. I had a kind stepmom, and weird and sometimes cruel but ok grandparents. I earned my own bread by the age of 19 by joining the NDA, and before that I worked on my nanaji’s farm. I even joined a gang and we provided for each other’s needs. I took not a penny from the small inheritance my dad left. I just transferred it all to my step mom, she still had a 12 year old daughter.
So the only reason guys tolerate this family bullshit is because Daddy pays the bills, feeds the kids, and promises the jack if you completely fail in life. Trust me, their help is overrated. In the states, every guy above 15 has already started to earn his way through life, that’s the problem with our men.
Yeh maa baap, bhaiya daadaa ki dant khaanaa, etc. this is all considered retarded in better societies. Which is why we have so many frustrated men.
For your friend , I don’t really know what to say, except you can ask him what the whole fucking thing was for. Maybe it will teach us more about motives or something. But to you my only advice would be, forget him as a casualty to his condition. Learn from him, that your family or circumstances don’t drive you to to do fucked up stuff. Something pretty fucking fucked needs to have happened to him before he did this, I’m sure. Maybe knowing that would be a lesson in “How not to get oneself so fucked !”
I sound like a harrraami , no ? I am one. It’s why I’m alive and my enemies are dead , bro. But I’m on your side. So just learn from him , don’t try to help or heal him, he’s fucked.
But again, don’t take any ‘big brotherly’ advice from someone who’s never cared for people like you do, you should make up your own mind if you wanna play any role in his life. I think you are compassionate to a fault.
So if you do try to help him, first try to make him your bro by saying he shoulda told you before going and dying, and that you thought he was your bro and how could he not trust you and all. You can tell him ( or just make up your own ) some story of your own experiences that made you wanna die and how you bounced back from that, etc.
Man, I’m a certified ( 4 times, 3 organizations ) psychopath. I’m really not good at this. I hope you are understanding what to do.
