Now, I am not wanting to turn this into a religion debate. Or have people bashed or cut down because of off the wall viewpoints, so if I see any of that those comments will be removed.
I just need to get some shizz off of my chest and I figure there will be a lot of different viewpoints, and decent opinions on beyond. So here goes...
I recently lost a friend to suicide. Now when we were in our youngers days we were pretty inseparable. If you couldn't find one of us you asked the other and he would know where they were. We spent a LOT of time together, sleepovers, camping trips with each other families, countless dinners at teh other families house. School projects requiring a partner we would almost always team up except when the darn teachers split us up haha...We were pretty close until he moved to the otherside of the city. Now at age 12 when he did move I mean a move to ther other end of Calgary versus when he just lived like 4 houses down was a huge blow to our friendship. I mean at 12 years old, I can't get into a car and VTEC to Woodbine the way i can now you know?? So needless to say we did kind of drift apart. Still hung out on weekends, and holidays...but we both started making new friends, or cementing friendships we had with other kids.
We hit High School, and again, him living in the south meant we wouldn't go to the same school, but no biggie we both drove and kinda became close friends again. Then we hit the U. And started spening a lot more time together...it was almost like we never missed a beat. We had both gone thru soooo much in the 7-8 years without being homies, but when we caught back up...it was like we hadn't seen each other for a weekend. I took my course path in philo and he went on to get his degree in English. He did his shizzz and I did mine...but at the end of the day we met up did whatever...and went home...just like when we were 12 all over again...Halfway through Uni though he transferred and left, ended up at Ryerson where he got his degree in Comm. He wanted to be the next Darrell Janz, but younger...haha...So again we drifted apart...and no big deal we were both adults now and it wasn't like we were crying and shit not like it was the end of the world you know. We had e-mail and cell phones, and long distance plans...it was totally cool...
But this time...it actually wasn't...We hardly kept in touch, didn't call nor write...no one's fault really...just how it panned out.
He moved back after school and we kinda got re-homied again...but I mean both our lives had changed a LOT since we were kids. We were both very different people...but we made an effort to still chill out every once in a while catch up do what we used to you know?? We were still pretty close to each others families. I mean we grew up together for almost 10 years in total you know??
And then I get a call about 3am on Thursday morning. His mom called to let me know that he took his own life that night. And the rest of the conversation I had with her for me at least is a blur. I know we spoke for about 10 mins...but I have no idea what i said or what she said. Once I hung up the phone, I just kinda got droessed and left to go over to their home. I mean I don't know who else they had called at that time or what...but he was the only man left in the household, his father left them a few years back and his lil sisters were probably in such a daze...so I figure I would go over and see if there was anything that I could do for them...I mean he was my boy you know??
That's a little bit of the background, but not where I wanna go with this thread. I am just trying to wrap my head around the fact that he took his own life, that he left whatever he has left un-done. I mean I have NO idea what was goin on in his head, or what was goin on in his life to allow him to come to his choice. So, I am NOT going to judge him, nor his actions.
But, where I do wanna go is Naseeb (in my mother's language) or Destiny. I mean we hear the phrase "It was written for him/her" ALL the time. But have we though about what it meant?? Most religions subscribe to the notion that God whoever he/she is has basically put our life on a timeline, and we are given a birthdate, and a death date, and a series of events to lead us from one date to the other. They had a Grief guy/Pastor swing by the house and talk to the family about the incident. And he was pretty chill, heard family members talking about him, and shit...and it got me to thinking...They talked about how he was selfish, how he commited the greatest sin...I mean just stuff that blew me away considering what had happened not more than 36 hours ago.
I know in Islam that taking your own life is considered to be one of the worst things you can do. And I know the same holds true for a few other of the major religions out there. I know this because I studied them in my Uni days. Anyhow, having said that, how is taking your own life wrong??
I am NOT talking from a "leaving your loved ones behind" aspect. I am talking about how if God has chosen your path, how is it not safe to say suicide was on that path?? God says you will die when you will die, and you really have no way of choosing your death, how can we not be sure that taking your own life was not what God had intended for you?? I know religion in of itself if FULL of contradictions. But how can it be wrong, if it is what God has intended for you. That's where I am trying to go with this thread. I mean I know it was very long winded to get to this point...But I felt it was needed for both a lil background and for me to vent off...
If you have dealt with this sort of thing...share your thoughts, your ideologies and morals. Hell, even if you havent please share what you think. I am not looking for sympathy...I mean I feel I am doing ok with it all and I am not gonna allow any bashing or that sort of thing...but just trying to get a feel for what others have been taught or brought up in...from all religions and vewpoints please...
Thanks for letting me have a little bit of your time beyonders...I do feel a LOT better now...
Arif.