The nature of suicide is very odd. It has a ripple effect to it - Anyone involved, whether it be family, friends or a passerby will somehow be effected by it. That's just my experience.

On New Years Day, I drove over a bridge just ten minutes after someone jumped off. That night I stayed awake thinking over every aspect of that persons death.

I guess what I found odd was that I was somehow forced to be involved in something so personal, and I was rendered unable to help them. I knew nothing about this person, yet everything at the same time.