Jumper Tells His Story Of Survival
"Kevin Hines, now 24, who survived a plunge off the Golden Gate Bridge and
is now part of a campaign to add a barrier to the bridge, talked with TIME's Amanda Bower about his September 2000 jump. Here's his dramatic account, in his own words:
My birth parents were manic depressives. I'm adopted. In my junior year of high school, when I was 16 years old, my parents filed for divorce at the same time that I was taken off medication for epilepsy. That same pill acts as a mood stabilizer, but we didn't know I had bipolar [disorder] at that point, and I'd been on it since I was 4.
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full story
:dunno:
God, I'm going to sound like such a heartless bitch, but, here I go...
By September 2000, I was more and more manic, depressed and paranoid. The pills were not helping. I said, I can't do this anymore. I was tired, I was tired of fighting the disease, I was tired of myself, I was tired of looking at myself in the mirror.
First of all, depression is
not a
disease. It's a "disorder" and most disorders are complete
, IMO. Psychologists, therapists and doctors push around the names of all sorts of disorders just so you can think that you have something
seriously wrong with you. It's a scare tactic, plain and simple. That way, they can prescribe you a bunch of pills and schedule you for a bunch of therapy sessions that will cost you some serious cash and put a bunch of money in their wallets. The fact that this kid calls depression a
disease, just shows that he is the type of person who wants other people to feel sorry for him. It's just like when alcoholics claim they have a disease...it's so people have sympathy for them, even though they
don't have a
disease.
In reference to psychologists, therapists and doctors pushing out all sorts of medical terms for disorders just so they can make a quick and easy dollar...my dad was diagnosed as a manic depressive. Why, you ask? Because he went to the doctor and said that he had been feeling tired lately, like he was low on energy. That's it...nothing more. Somehow, his doctor interpreted "FEELING TIRED" as being a
manic depressive. :rofl: My dad is sooooo not a depressing kind of person, so I, and he as well, found his diagnosis of
manic depression to be quite the joke. Oh, by the way...he was tired because his
heart was failing. That doesn't seem like manic depression to me. :dunno:
I can't really say anything about how he tried to kill himself though, as I've done the same thing (not jump off a bridge though). But, it's sad how he acts all thankful that he didn't die, yet, he
still makes excuses for why he tried to kill himself. When I tried to kill myself, I realized how ridiculously stupid I was being. No excuses...it was
all on me. Nothing made me put a knife to my wrist. I was just handling life the wrong way and it wasn't until then that I realized what a
moron I was being. Hopefully, this kid will wake the fuck up one day and realize that life isn't a big bowl of cherries and deal with it.
PS - Putting up a barrier isn't going to prevent anybody from killing themselves. It will only help prevent people from killing themselves
there...they'll just go somewhere else and do it.
:2 cents:
(Sorry, I guess I was venting there. Suicide is something that always "gets to me"...)
