Cognizant
June 5th, 2014, 11:12 AM
Sorry for my lack of posts recently - I've been on vacation. This is also a long post warning, so watch out. It's more of a reflection, but I need to vent. #sorrynotsorry
So I need to give you some insight on my friend, who for anonymity purposes is named Adam. He's had a rough past few years in his life. He grew from being somewhat social to spending his lunches in the library at school all by himself. I honestly don't know what changed that, but I'm now one of his only "close" friends outside of family. Even then, he's always declined to hang out when I offer. Anyways. The nice thing is that when something is bothering Adam, he will tell me what's wrong (abiet very surface level, but at least it's something). He's been battling depression, and having serious family issues. His parents greatly favored his younger brother Jamie, and Adam's father even went as far as saying that he doesn't love him. I haven't experienced that before, but that *has* to sting.
That was a while ago. The thing with Adam is it's incredibly hard to keep in touch with him every day. Call me inconsiderate, but I eventually went back to eating with all my friends. I've offered him to join us, but he declined so we kind of went on our ways unintentionally for a few weeks.
Jump to a few weeks ago (i think it was the day before my birthday), and I'm sitting at a Jamba juice with my friends Kari and Tory when I notice Adam. I wave him down and asks how things are going. I thought he would make some BS "oh I'm good hbu" reply since my friends were around, but he went right in to saying "My dad's in the hospital and I'm really worried about him." I didn't know how to reply. I looked over at Kari and she didn't know either. I felt horrible for him, but if any of you guys know me, I suck at giving advice. I just said I'm really sorry and then went on with our outing. I had the intention with asking him about it later, but I never really got around to doing it.
Now let's jump to yesterday. School's out and I'm on vacation - just finished touring UC Riverside, and went relaxing at my grandparents house with family. I checked Facebook and I saw that Adam messaged me hello the other day. I ignored it, partially because I was on vacation and was busy, and partially because I wasn't sure what the conversation was going to go like. Then I noticed that he messaged me yesterday while I was at Riverside and it said "Patrick, my father just died"
My heart skipped a beat. I knew Adam's father was in the hospital, but for all I knew it wasn't necessarily life threatening. I had absolutely no clue what to say. None at all. There was no way in hell I was going to bring this up to my grandparents, my friend Kari who I get my advice from is in Puerto Rico, and I couldn't really access VT because my laptop was being a piece of shit. So I went on a drive, and when I got back I replied and was like "I'm really sorry man, if you want to talk about it please tell me in the morning."
So here it is - morning time, and I'm scared to open Facebook. I'm scared that either I won't know what to say again, or he'll say that he's super depressed/suicidal and I won't be able to help him out with that. What should I do? I don't want to rub salt in his wounds unintentionally, but I don't want to just avoid the problem altogether. Ugh. I just feel a mix of empathy and a desire to want to forget it and move on with my vacation... :what:
So I need to give you some insight on my friend, who for anonymity purposes is named Adam. He's had a rough past few years in his life. He grew from being somewhat social to spending his lunches in the library at school all by himself. I honestly don't know what changed that, but I'm now one of his only "close" friends outside of family. Even then, he's always declined to hang out when I offer. Anyways. The nice thing is that when something is bothering Adam, he will tell me what's wrong (abiet very surface level, but at least it's something). He's been battling depression, and having serious family issues. His parents greatly favored his younger brother Jamie, and Adam's father even went as far as saying that he doesn't love him. I haven't experienced that before, but that *has* to sting.
That was a while ago. The thing with Adam is it's incredibly hard to keep in touch with him every day. Call me inconsiderate, but I eventually went back to eating with all my friends. I've offered him to join us, but he declined so we kind of went on our ways unintentionally for a few weeks.
Jump to a few weeks ago (i think it was the day before my birthday), and I'm sitting at a Jamba juice with my friends Kari and Tory when I notice Adam. I wave him down and asks how things are going. I thought he would make some BS "oh I'm good hbu" reply since my friends were around, but he went right in to saying "My dad's in the hospital and I'm really worried about him." I didn't know how to reply. I looked over at Kari and she didn't know either. I felt horrible for him, but if any of you guys know me, I suck at giving advice. I just said I'm really sorry and then went on with our outing. I had the intention with asking him about it later, but I never really got around to doing it.
Now let's jump to yesterday. School's out and I'm on vacation - just finished touring UC Riverside, and went relaxing at my grandparents house with family. I checked Facebook and I saw that Adam messaged me hello the other day. I ignored it, partially because I was on vacation and was busy, and partially because I wasn't sure what the conversation was going to go like. Then I noticed that he messaged me yesterday while I was at Riverside and it said "Patrick, my father just died"
My heart skipped a beat. I knew Adam's father was in the hospital, but for all I knew it wasn't necessarily life threatening. I had absolutely no clue what to say. None at all. There was no way in hell I was going to bring this up to my grandparents, my friend Kari who I get my advice from is in Puerto Rico, and I couldn't really access VT because my laptop was being a piece of shit. So I went on a drive, and when I got back I replied and was like "I'm really sorry man, if you want to talk about it please tell me in the morning."
So here it is - morning time, and I'm scared to open Facebook. I'm scared that either I won't know what to say again, or he'll say that he's super depressed/suicidal and I won't be able to help him out with that. What should I do? I don't want to rub salt in his wounds unintentionally, but I don't want to just avoid the problem altogether. Ugh. I just feel a mix of empathy and a desire to want to forget it and move on with my vacation... :what: