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Drugs made me paranoid asf
I didn't.
cooking meth in the pd lobby
Kind of different approach to the topic as I am a LEO in Vienna, Austria:
The dispatcher sent us to a possible suicide attempt from a young male. We got to the flat and tried knocking, ringing the door bell, shouting "Police, open the door please" and even "knocking harder" by slamming against the door with my combat boots. All we heard inside was water and possibly a tv running. I requested an ambulance, just in case we needed it, and phoned the caller. He told me that he is the young mans social worker and he recieved a text from him that he wanted to kill him self with sleeping pills that he got from his grandparents. With no other option left, we called the W.E.G.A (mobile S.W.A.T. unit in Vienna) to burst open the door. They arrived and with them came his social worker. While the WEGA was getting ready to ram the door, his social worker got a text from the guy saying that he is alive but scared. My supervisor told his social worker, that he has to tell him to open the door or we will burst it open. The young man refused first but after a few talks with his social worker through the door, he eventually opened.
Infront of me stood a young man, 23 years old, skinny, shaking and fear written on his face. I told him to sit on the couch and we sweeped the appartment for any weapons or sleeping pills. My supervisor then asked him if there are any sleeping pill because we couldn't find anything. He said that he didn't have any and it was made up in his anger and fear. While my supervisor and the social worker had a talk in the other room, I sat down with the young man and talked. Why the fears, the suicide threat and the refusal to open us. Many reasons were given. He suffers from severe anxiety and has a PTSd since he 's been mugged twice (one time nearly infront of his house door) and was once a direct whitness when his best friend got mugged.
After that we talked about everyday stuff, to get him on other thoughts than fear, people following and wanting to hurt him and suicide. I asked him about hobbies, what he aspires to be and all that. Eventually his father came to the scene (we had to wait for a police physician to check if he has to be brought to psychiatric hospital) and it didn't help at first but everyone calmed down. The police physician gave the all clear for an involuntary commitment and he was transported via an ambulance with us as an escort to the hospital. While waiting in the hospital, I sat down with him again and told that there is no need for fear. Our police station is nearly around the corner of his flat and he would always be there for help if needed. He was very thankful for someone who actually listened and cared about him. The problem he just had was, that he lost trust in everyone, even the police but I showed him that he could really trust us.
Before we had to leave I made him promise to talk with the "skrinks" about everything and that he shouldn't lie to them. He needed help and he could only get it here. After that I wished him a good-bye and said that he will that better, promised. A last smile was returned and a heartfelt "thank you for everything" came out of his mouth.
That is a situation I never want to forget. It was my first "suicider" even if he didn't really attempt it but I was glad to be there for someone and maybe help, even just a little bit.
@Duffy Police work isn't punching, shooting or arresting people. Deescalation and helping is key, not hurting. Situations like yours and mine define us and stay in your mind. In the end, everyone wants to go home safe and sound.
The dispatcher sent us to a possible suicide attempt from a young male. We got to the flat and tried knocking, ringing the door bell, shouting "Police, open the door please" and even "knocking harder" by slamming against the door with my combat boots. All we heard inside was water and possibly a tv running. I requested an ambulance, just in case we needed it, and phoned the caller. He told me that he is the young mans social worker and he recieved a text from him that he wanted to kill him self with sleeping pills that he got from his grandparents. With no other option left, we called the W.E.G.A (mobile S.W.A.T. unit in Vienna) to burst open the door. They arrived and with them came his social worker. While the WEGA was getting ready to ram the door, his social worker got a text from the guy saying that he is alive but scared. My supervisor told his social worker, that he has to tell him to open the door or we will burst it open. The young man refused first but after a few talks with his social worker through the door, he eventually opened.
Infront of me stood a young man, 23 years old, skinny, shaking and fear written on his face. I told him to sit on the couch and we sweeped the appartment for any weapons or sleeping pills. My supervisor then asked him if there are any sleeping pill because we couldn't find anything. He said that he didn't have any and it was made up in his anger and fear. While my supervisor and the social worker had a talk in the other room, I sat down with the young man and talked. Why the fears, the suicide threat and the refusal to open us. Many reasons were given. He suffers from severe anxiety and has a PTSd since he 's been mugged twice (one time nearly infront of his house door) and was once a direct whitness when his best friend got mugged.
After that we talked about everyday stuff, to get him on other thoughts than fear, people following and wanting to hurt him and suicide. I asked him about hobbies, what he aspires to be and all that. Eventually his father came to the scene (we had to wait for a police physician to check if he has to be brought to psychiatric hospital) and it didn't help at first but everyone calmed down. The police physician gave the all clear for an involuntary commitment and he was transported via an ambulance with us as an escort to the hospital. While waiting in the hospital, I sat down with him again and told that there is no need for fear. Our police station is nearly around the corner of his flat and he would always be there for help if needed. He was very thankful for someone who actually listened and cared about him. The problem he just had was, that he lost trust in everyone, even the police but I showed him that he could really trust us.
Before we had to leave I made him promise to talk with the "skrinks" about everything and that he shouldn't lie to them. He needed help and he could only get it here. After that I wished him a good-bye and said that he will that better, promised. A last smile was returned and a heartfelt "thank you for everything" came out of his mouth.
That is a situation I never want to forget. It was my first "suicider" even if he didn't really attempt it but I was glad to be there for someone and maybe help, even just a little bit.
@Duffy Police work isn't punching, shooting or arresting people. Deescalation and helping is key, not hurting. Situations like yours and mine define us and stay in your mind. In the end, everyone wants to go home safe and sound.
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because you directly threatened police officers with a knife, no?
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@jjjackier ofcourse the cbr125r is better, but i can drive those when i'm 18 and get my A1 license 
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Wasn't even the officers at first I think it was the local corner shop
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