I’m not really “pitting” this, but it’s just something that sucks.
Someone committed suicide in my apartment’s courtyard this past weekend. I was home, and less than 100 feet from where they did it. (I was inside, and actually didn’t even hear the gunshot. Apparently, nobody did.)
The body was discovered later that evening when a person was walking their dog. Apparently, the guy was laying in a hammock, and shot himself in the head. Not many more details have been released, until family is notified, but our complex has an event tomorrow, and I’m sure it will be the main topic of conversation.
When I talked to a friend / neighbor, he said that he thinks he knows who it was, as last week, he saw a guy sitting in the same hammock, crying inconsolably. He thought the guy was just venting, and now I can tell that my friend wonders if he should’ve said something to the total stranger.
On top of that, my building just came under new management, and I can tell that the new property manager is a really nice woman who is trying to make it feel like a community, versus a bunch of people who happen to live in the same building. This is not going to help her at all. The previous management did not do much for tenant / landlord relations, instituting draconian rules that caused several of my friends and neighbors not to renew their leases. When they heard the news, they had no kind words to speak of about the complex, but since nobody knows the identity of the tenant yet, not much can be said about him, personally.
And then, I posted on Facebook about the incident, and started receiving a slew of texts, IMs, etc., because apparently, a friend of a bunch of my friends had also committed suicide that night, and they were all wondering if it was one in the same, since details were scarce on that as well. As best I’d gathered, it is not, as the friends’ friend allegedly did it in his car.
And, on top of that, I found out a bar acquaintance - we would talk when out, and had each other’s numbers, but never made plans to hang out personally - passed away last week as well.
Add that to a slew of work issues (covering for my boss for two weeks, on top of my job (most of which doesn’t fall under his scope - we’re organized in a weird manner) and juggling 25(!) projects on top of what I normally do [including a long ordeal trying to communicate to an individual that a $50 surcharge is non-negotiable on his multi-million dollar deal], and I’m ready to put June to bed.