2006-10-11 20:15:37 · 21 answers · asked by Sciman 6 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Philosophy
Together with a friend, saved a person from drowning in a river. I hope that counts.
2006-10-11 20:19:18 · answer #1 · answered by Everybody's Favorite 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
I have been saving someone every day by prayer. It's me.
Not a day passes that I do not think of committing suicide. No sooner than the thought crops up, I start praying in my mind. Within minutes the thought passes off and I feel normal again.
I haven't shared this with my family lest they should worry.
2006-10-12 04:44:55 · answer #2 · answered by small 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Yes I have. I stopped some one commiting suicide taught her that there was more to life. And that the person who drove her to suicide could be punished. (He is behind bars) Incidentally its her birthday today and she never thought she would see this day. Without my words and understanding she would not be living her life. I gave her a second chance to live life with out harm or pain in it. As she is young she may or may not have a fullfilling life as she isnt out of the woods so to speak. But she does realise that if she hadnt taken action from my advice she wouldnt be here today celebrating her birthday. I have found the experience humbling and also joyous that she now lives in peace now.
2006-10-13 19:44:00 · answer #3 · answered by wandera1970 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I was walking across the yard at work to speak to the fitter that was making some repairs to a trailer, as i got closer to him i noticed a Tractor unit rolling backwards towards him. If i hadn't have shouted at him to get out of the way he would have been crushed between the unit and trailer.
When my sister was severly depressed i didn't know what to say to her to help, so i wrote her a letter explaining how much i loved her and that i would always be there for her. I don't know if it helped but she is much better now.
2006-10-12 03:45:10 · answer #4 · answered by kitpoodle 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Two at least are saved , all by myself, on the brink of quitting from life ! Yes, the effort was enormous, and mostly being with the person most of the time, to tide over the crucial phase of emotions !
2006-10-12 04:38:52 · answer #5 · answered by Spiritualseeker 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
A man was having a heart attack on the pavement and I keep pressing his heart until the ambulance came. The ambulancemen told me that I had probably saved his life. When all was over and the man was safely in the ambulance on the way to hospital, it all dropped what had happened and I promptly fainted!
2006-10-12 03:33:40 · answer #6 · answered by London Girl 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I helped tescos by foiling a theft. Saw this rotund security guy chasing a youngish guy who sprinted off easily, around the corner of the roundabout, i had come to a halt i popped my door open and said "get in" he jumped in we drove off. We passed him, he was still looking behind him and parked up opposite a little further down. the guy jumped out and compltly flanked the thief and slammed him into a wall it was cool.
Im helping society one chav at a time.
Helped a friend get through two bouts of manic depression as well, helping her parents to treat her at home instead of getting sectioned, we were given the option. They now take there tabs and accept their condition and there life has turned around.
2006-10-12 05:31:29 · answer #7 · answered by budda m 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Only temporarily, but I saved someone by loving him. By trying to teach him to love himself. By caring for him, trying to protect him, being a good influence. For years he said that I had saved him, that I was the best thing that ever happened to him. Unfortunately he was an alcoholic. No one could save him from himself.
2006-10-12 08:29:37 · answer #8 · answered by amp 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
In the 1980s I wrote a series of books for teenagers. One of them was about an overweight girl who developed anorexia, and how she recovered from it.
A year later I was at a book fair and a young man walked up to me and spoke my name. I didn't know him, but he said he wanted to shake my hand (he'd recognised me from the photo on the back of the book). His young sister, who was anorexic, had read 'Henrietta Pudding' and for the first time acknowledged her condition. She had agreed to see doctors and was recovering.
I felt very privileged to have been able to help - and I hope she stayed well and grew up to be a healthy and beautiful young woman.
2006-10-12 04:49:51 · answer #9 · answered by Songbird 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I once was walking on the street. I saw this girl in front of me and she was smoking like mad, not taking into account I was right next to her. She was a beautiful girl. She even held the smoke to my face too in her arrogance-- as we waited for the light to turn green for walking at the crosswalk. We were going to cross the street and I looked at her sideways with disdain. She looked at me and then looked forward, I could see her glee of her perceived win in annoying me. She looked sideways at me again, so I said, after you...as if the light was on, she walked on and was crushed by a bus in front of me.
I saved her from smoking.
2006-10-12 03:34:26 · answer #10 · answered by jack d 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋