I'm posting here, cause will, I am sad. I spent the bulk my shift on a windy rooftop talking someone out of taking a 17 story fall. Its so draining and such dark sombre thing to do. At the end, no jumping happened! Which is of course is great. Young university student. I felt so alien trying to talk to her (I was in all my kit, picture the sterotypical SWAT officer) trying to talk to sad girl wearing slip... The contrast threw me off, but I was able to talk just like a human to human, ignoring the gear strapped to me, the biting wind, all of it. She took my hand and I pulled her back away from the edge. Then, my part is over, down to fill out some papers, clear my screen in my cruiser and drive off. That is what is bothering me. I dunno what I am even complaining about...nothing bad, per say, happened to me, yet I still feel very saddened...perhaps that such situations have to exist at all.