Personal Narrative: How Suicide Changed My Life

On 06-06-2018, at approximately 1818 hours, I was contacted by Cpl. F. Capitano, in reference to a suicide at 11513 Lake Ridge Road. Upon arrival I met with Cpl. G. Thomas, who advised what occurred. I then entered the residence with Deputy E. Palacios, who was the first deputy on scene, Deputy B. Shannon, who is the originating deputy and Crime Scene Tech S. Mawhinney, who responded to process the scene.

Chris awoke early and had a cigarette whilst talking with his girlfriend this morning. His father later came to see him in the morning and gave him a hand to do his laundry however Chris got upset with his father and was feeling in a low mood. He came to chat to me for a while and engaged well explaining that he didn’t know why he felt the way that did. He at one point said that he felt suicidal however it was a thought and not something that he would take immediate action on. I managed to change Chris’s mood by making light humour of things and said that if he was still feeling like that to inform staff or let his father know. I explained that this would be something that he could discuss tomorrow at his review. Chris therefore apologised

About two months into scribing, I felt like this is where I belong, this was it. Since I was already enrolled in classes for the fall semester, I decided to start my new path in the spring, the path of becoming a Physician Assistant. My goal at the time was to work hard, take college serious and give back to the two people who brought me into this world, my parents. When I first attended college after high school I did not take it serious at all. I would use my time in college to hang out with my friends, I would tell myself I’m still young and in due time will get it all done. When I started my new path to become a Physician Assistant, I realized how important college was and from this point on would do what would be necessary to make up for lost time and poor grades. With me being human and not knowing what the future held, a turn of event took place in late summer of 2011. My parents were not getting along and decided to split

I live in a house with a man that take cares of me because I have trouble doing normal day to day things. He has settled with me for 10 years and we have become best friends and he’s the best roommate I could have ever had in my life. Every night I go to bed and have this feeling that someone is watching me so I have trouble sleeping. He also checks on me every morning after I wake up and asks how I've been sleeping through the night. He has also bothered me a night sometimes. I never asked, but I'm afraid he will do something even more horrific.

I am going into the pathway I want, which is the medical pathway, I am taking the classes to be a paramedic which is the first step in my education and career to hopefully later be a Surgeon in my life, that is my ultimate goal in life, and it is something that is not going to change. I am putting in the work and effort into making sure I am doing great in my college classes so I can succeed and fulfill my college goals, no matter what happens or what is thrown at me either I am going to continue to put in the same amount of work and effort, maybe even more, into my schooling so I will be able to get where I would like to be in life and to be able to achieve all my goals in

At the end of my Junior year I was inducted in the National Honor Society. Prior to my Junior year as I mentioned in my scholarship letter I without a doubt had no clue to what I wanted to do, after taking medical science, and nursing assistant I knew I wanted to either become an Occupational Therapist or a Pediatric Nurse. Before being a part of Honor Society I didn’t even know it existed, so it truly caught me by surprise. Since the beginning of my junior year I knew that I wanted to challenge myself in classes more than before, that was what I did. When I received the letter saying I was to be a part this high honor it felt like the work I had done all year was paying off. It pushed me to want to do more, so I did. I applied at the UW nurse

I somehow knew what my aunt would say to me when I answered the ringing phone in my hand. There was an unexplainable, sickening feeling in my abdomen that told me something was wrong. Hesitating, I frantically tried to think of what else it could be before finally clicking “answer.” The cold surface of my phone pressed up to my ear, and my aunt spoke words that I will never forget.

However, I realized that I’m too strong it has to be something more to life than this and that there’s a reason that I’m here on this earth. I know my purpose is to go to your college and to receive the education and credentials to save lives. What sets me apart from other applicants is that I may not be the star in every club or the president of everything, even may not be an all around academic perfectionist. However, I have my determination and hunger for success because I’m human, and I know it’ll be tough but my heart is set on being a surgeon. So yes graduating from high school is a major accomplishment itself as little as being accepted and going to college is huge accomplishment to me because I know won’t be that negative statistic, and I’ll fulfill my

My life is a bit of a rollercoaster. I knew what I wanted to do since a young age; however, different paths and decisions brought me to my goal in a roundabout way. After high school I decided to take time off before going to college because I was fortunate enough to have a successful career in retail management. Around the nine year mark I decided that I wanted to return to my goal of entering the medical field, which I was already in the process of doing by attending Northeastern and working towards my BS in Biological Sciences. My ultimate goal being to achieve an MS as a physician assistant. When moving into health care I started in the Urgent Care Department which was closely related to one of the fields I am interested in when practicing

On February 10, 2015 I was admitted to West Regional Hospital for being suicidal. My friend, Sadye,  told the counselors about how I had temptations to drive off the road and hurt myself. I was then escorted to the hospital by two police officers. After I got to the hospital, I was met by a third police officer who took me up the elevator. When we finally arrived at the decided floor, a lady took me into a room to ask me many questions about suicide and what led me to it. After the interview, I had to wear clothes that looked like a purple prisoner-like outfit. I wasn't allowed to have any outside items like jewelry, cell phones, or even my own pair of socks. I stayed in the hospital for a little over a week, everyday I had to fill out paperwork

I never knew much about death. I didn’t understand what happened to someone. It was like they just disappeared into thin air, never to be heard from again. Almost like a character in one of my mystery novels. Only this time, there was no group of brothers or a crime-solving girl to look for clues and solve the case. It was probably because no one close to me has died when I was old enough to remember it. To this day, I’ve still never lost anyone very close to me.

I made a promise to myself when I was twelve years old. Everyone at my grandparents’ house was in shock; my cousin had just found that his friend committed suicide. Being young, I did not know the meaning of suicide. However, that night when I went home, my mother sat my siblings and I down and had a talk with us. We were told what suicide is and discussed the effects it had on your loved ones.

My journey through academia was not easy. Furthermore, given an opportunity I can show that I can achieve my goals of becoming a medical student, working my way through medical school, and ultimately becoming an attending physician. I first enrolled in college in 1999 and failed miserably. Because of poor decision-making I earned a 0.98 GPA after 58 credit hours. After that I was academically suspended from the university, left with minimal options to improve my life, and I nearly fell victim to the statistics of my neighborhood where many do not make it out. After about seven years of working I decided to enlist in the United States Navy and joining the Navy profoundly changed my life in ways that were unimaginable.

Someone, somewhere, commits suicide every 18 minutes. You might never be able to tell who it will be, it could be the person sitting right next . Statistics reveal that approximately three million youths, between 12-18, have either thought about or attempted suicide in the past year. More than 1/3, actually succeeded.

During my undergraduate at Purdue University, I did not understand the purpose of higher education. I was oblivious to what I wanted to do or what was expected of me. My ambivalence towards my education showed when I was academically dropped after the fall semester of 2008 with an overall GPA of 1.69. Having been out of school for several years, I went back with the goal of becoming a competent and caring physician. In my time off, I have been an entrepreneur, investor, instructor, marketer, programmer, and a statistical analyst. Since coming back to school, I have had the opportunity to be a teacher, a leader, and a father. Since reenrolling, I maintained a 3.68 GPA and made the dean’s list multiple times. When factoring my previous GPA from Purdue, I managed to raise my overall undergraduate GPA to 3.05. The road that I took was unconventional and has left me with experiences that helped build and shape my character, as well as, having strengthened my resolve and passion for medicine.