Ramblings on difficult phonecalls
Aug. 17th, 2010 11:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You don’t really want to read this, it’s not very nice, I just had to get it off my chest.
I’ve just spent an hour on the phone to a very good friend of mine who lost a friend of hers at the weekend. The girl died in a gliding accident and my friend was at the airfield at the time. She’s spent time talking to people about the usual shock and grief stuff, but having been there when the accident happened she had a lot of stuff in her head that she needed to get out and spoken about.
Now, I know why she chose me. I spent years in the ambulance service and have heard and experienced most things you can imagine and many things you’d rather not. And, to boast entirely, I was damn good at my job. I talked a lot of people through a lot of difficult experiences. The things that I had to hear often weren’t easy, but I dealt with it, because that’s what training and experience does for you. So she knew I could take it.
But hearing all that from someone you love; hearing someone you care about having to say those things; knowing what they went and are going through, was completely different. I took it obviously, and just let her talk and talk and get it all out, but it was without doubt one of the most harrowing hours I’ve ever had. And still I know that however hard it felt for me, it’s still nothing like what she is going through.
And she’s too far away for me to do anything substantial for her so I still feel ultimately useless. All a very selfish way of reacting to what she is going through, but there you go.
Anyway, vented. Shall abandon RL again shortly and disappear back into the happy world of fanfic and flippancy.
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Date: 2010-08-17 10:55 am (UTC)*more hugs*
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Date: 2010-08-17 12:41 pm (UTC)You gave her an outlet, and was there, available, to be talked to when she needed it the most. Of course you did something.
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Date: 2010-08-18 04:24 am (UTC)I wish I could do more than virtual **HUGS**.