Thank you so much for clicking on this. If you could please not quote my text, I'd appreciate it. In a clearer state of mind, I might realize that I should redact the information below.
For a little background, I was a para-professional counselor in college and frequently find myself being a confidante. I'm used to handling high-stress situations, but normally I'm in a better position to have some control over the outcome. I don't know if it's this particular situation or my being worn down in other parts of my life, but I'm having difficulty processing the situation I am in now.
I have a friend suffering from an undiagnosed chronic condition. It's severe and constant pain and has completely disrupted the quality of her life for the past four years. She continues to seek, at great cost to the family, a medical diagnosis and some relief. Another friend and I have remained in her life and we are currently establishing a fundraiser on her and her family's behalf (all parties know this).
Last night she decided that she was ready to tell me that she considers herself a "right to die" patient. Which means, essentially, that although she is not ready to act on suicide now (and she may never decide to go through with suicide), she considers it her right to take her life at some point in the future given that she has come to that conclusion slowly, logically, and is beyond doubt that ending her life is the best thing she can do for herself.
Logically I can understand this opinion. Maybe I could honestly even hypothetically support it in some abstracted universe. But here, in this life, morally and emotionally I absolutely cannot condone it. If I ever have an inkling that she's considering such acts, I cannot/will not stop myself from getting her help. She knows this--she already knew it when she decided to tell me her decision. Her telling me was so that if something does happen down the road, I'll be able to have her answer as to why.
On some bizarre level, I'm glad that her telling me is a way for her to have some agency over, what is right now, an unsolvable problem. But I'm angry and sad and an emotional mess about it and feel in my heart that she is all just completely wrong. I'm completely powerless in a way I've never felt in such a situation. She didn't ask for my help. She told me. It freaked me out not a little the incredible minutiae of detail she had already considered regarding people's feelings, reactions, seeds she was already planting, etc. Her parents and doctors already know her evidently long-standing beliefs. She's not actively suicidal at this moment (and even has some hope for the future), so I couldn't take an active role last night.
So I'm not sure what my role can possibly be. I will not be a passive witness--I didn't intend to be ever! That's why I haven't lost touch with her. That's why we're arranging a fundraiser. But now I will always have doubt about what the reality is when she tells me what she's feeling and thinking. When should I act? Will I actually know when? What can I say or do to shift her reasoning? What are my limitations and how will I forgive myself if something did happen? Will anything I do be enough?
Anyway, thank you for reading this. While she gave me "permission" to talk about this with whomever I need to to process it, I don't feel comfortable doing that with the people in my life. Most people either already know her, or would figure it out since I'm planning to still go ahead with the fundraiser and I don't have that many friends in such dire straits, thankfully. But right now I feel like dust.
Then happy I, that love and am
beloved
Where I may not remove nor be removed.
--William Shakespeare (Sonnet 25)