Tidzablade
Member
having had a few days to contemplate the whole issue I feel the need to write something.
Many things have been posted about Gary and what must have been going on in his mind, but the truth is I don't think we'll ever know. The Black dog of depression is a serious matter in all walks of life and also something that is not much spoken about, especially in the male dominated world of football.
Who among us remembers the tragic tale of Robert Enkle, the German international goalkeeper who threw himself in front of a train!
Everyone seems to be saying how happy Gary looked on Saturday and that they can't understand why this could have happened, but a happy facade can easily hide underlying problems.
The day I tried to take my own life I was extremely happy. I'd made my mind up a week previously that I was tired of the sleepless nights, the tears, the feeling of complete helplessness and despair. I had written letters to everybody important to me and left them gifts, and on the day I was extremely happy that within a few hours all the pain and hurt would be over within a few hours. I went to work as normal, picked up my pay, had a few beers with the boys and nobody could sense a thing was wrong.
Fortunately I was saved, and after 8 long weeks in the hospital I came out to build a better and happier life for myself. Sadly for Gary this wasn't the case.
Although he may be gone, he has left a lot of memories for football fans across the country, whether he played for your club or not, and no one can doubt that he was a model professional in a game that has gone to far towards money and greed.
My only hope for the outcome of this whole torrid affair is that we, as a footballing community, can learn to look out for each other better, try to spot the little signals that mean all is not right and try to eradicate some of the stigma associated with depression. Maybe then Gary Speeds unfortunate and untimely passing won't have been in vain.
I've nothing more to say at the moment except Rest In Peace Gary Speed, it was an honour to have you at our club.
Tidza.
Many things have been posted about Gary and what must have been going on in his mind, but the truth is I don't think we'll ever know. The Black dog of depression is a serious matter in all walks of life and also something that is not much spoken about, especially in the male dominated world of football.
Who among us remembers the tragic tale of Robert Enkle, the German international goalkeeper who threw himself in front of a train!
Everyone seems to be saying how happy Gary looked on Saturday and that they can't understand why this could have happened, but a happy facade can easily hide underlying problems.
The day I tried to take my own life I was extremely happy. I'd made my mind up a week previously that I was tired of the sleepless nights, the tears, the feeling of complete helplessness and despair. I had written letters to everybody important to me and left them gifts, and on the day I was extremely happy that within a few hours all the pain and hurt would be over within a few hours. I went to work as normal, picked up my pay, had a few beers with the boys and nobody could sense a thing was wrong.
Fortunately I was saved, and after 8 long weeks in the hospital I came out to build a better and happier life for myself. Sadly for Gary this wasn't the case.
Although he may be gone, he has left a lot of memories for football fans across the country, whether he played for your club or not, and no one can doubt that he was a model professional in a game that has gone to far towards money and greed.
My only hope for the outcome of this whole torrid affair is that we, as a footballing community, can learn to look out for each other better, try to spot the little signals that mean all is not right and try to eradicate some of the stigma associated with depression. Maybe then Gary Speeds unfortunate and untimely passing won't have been in vain.
I've nothing more to say at the moment except Rest In Peace Gary Speed, it was an honour to have you at our club.
Tidza.