The Canessa Commentary
By KEVIN CANESSA Jr.
EDISON, N.J. --
On Wednesday, we learned of the suicidal death of a 15-year-old boy, Srijan Saha, a student
at JP Stevens High School in Edison, N.J. When the story was first made known
to the public, it was believed to be a horrific crash that took the lives of
Saha and two other men driving in another car.
The two men
who died were Mohammed Zia, 46, and his brother-in-law, Ali Behzad, 36, both of
Edison, N.J. The Star-Ledger reported the two men had gone out for a late-night
cup of coffee, and wound up being hit, head on, on state Route 27.
A simple cup
of coffee turns into an epic tragedy.
But on
Wednesday, we learned the boy, whose name hasn’t officially been released by
police, wrote a suicide note on himself. And what was first seen as a tragic
car crash turned into a homicide-suicide.
Saha's Facebook photo. |
Saha, at 15,
wasn’t even old enough to have a learner’s permit driver’s license. Reports say
he took his family car without his parents’ knowledge.
This story
opened up a discussion on NJ.com, the official website of The Star-Ledger, that
was, at time, poignant, and at times, downright disgusting. For me, it opened
up thoughts again of yet another teenager whose mental health was clearly in
irreparable shape – and whose mental health problems somehow appeared to go
unnoticed.
Before I go further,
let me say something clearly here: Three lives were lost in this crash – and
the loss of any life in a car crash is always terribly sad.
But this now
leads to what caused an ugly dialogue online – and that is, should blame be
assessed in this case?
Based on the
reports I read, the two men who died leave behind a total of six children. Saha
leaves behind a family, including both his mother and father. There are
countless people from many families who are suffering – right this very second
– beyond anything most of us can comprehend.
And yet,
it’s impossible not to take note that two men would be alive today if a
15-year-old boy didn’t make the decision to take his own life. Somehow,
inexplicably, he decided to take his own life by crashing his car by driving it
into on-coming traffic.
And with
that being said, it begs the question: As a society, do we place blame on the
boy for doing what he did?
The saddest
part of this entire story is that another case of mental illness, in all
probability, went untreated and unnoticed. Perhaps down the line, we’ll learn
more about Saha and what kind, if any, treatment he got. But for now, it’s
appropriate to presume anything.
Mental-health
issues continue to be ignore in our country. Whether it’s biological depression,
bi-polar-mania, schizophrenia or a number of other diseases, we often forget
that many people who do bad things in this world do so because of untreated
mental-health issues.
There is
still an amazing stigma attached to mental-health problems. So many who suffer
from these illnesses – and their families and friends – see medicating and
treating as unacceptable.
I personally
remember a family member once telling me that people who are depressed “don’t
need medication – they need to just suck it up and snap out of their sadness or
confusion.”
But as
someone who has battled depression my entire life, I know personally it’s just
not that easy. I can’t even begin to recall all the times in my life I came
down with depression for no good reason at all. The bottom line is, at least
for me, there’s a chemical imbalance somewhere in my brain that causes the
depression. And if I don’t medicate it properly, it’ll only get worse. There is
nothing I can do to change that unless medication is involved. And it’s the case
for anyone who suffers from any kind of mental illness.
Yet some,
still, won’t take medications because of the side effects. Some won’t take
medications because people tell them not to. Some don’t take medication because
they simply don’t know – they’re not aware – that there is help out there. And
it can and does get better.
Saha had to
have something terrible going on in his head. Saha likely didn’t tell anyone
(or many) about what was happening to him on the inside. Saha got behind the
wheel of a car a few nights ago, took his own life, and the lives of two
innocent men in Edison.
And the
question still remains, should we blame him for what he did?
If he wasn’t
afforded a chance to get better, how COULD we blame him for what he did?
Sadly, we’ll
likely never know what was happening to him before he did what he did.
But if one
thing is clear, if anything is evident – it’s that as a nation, we’ve got to
come to grips with a reality that mental-health issues are everywhere. Someone
you know likely suffers from a mental disease.
And turning
them away from the help they could be getting is about as wrong as anything a
human being could possibly do.
And until
this country wakes up – and realizes most mentally ill people can be helped –
we’re doomed to see more and more cases like this one, like Tyler Clementi and
like so many others we’ve seen on the news.
That,
unfortunately, is the biggest tragedy of them all.
I appreciate your commentary. But I think you are dodging the issue a bit. Tyler Clementi didn't kill anyone when he committed suicide; Justin Bell killed an innocent man. A lot of anger at this poor boy's final acts has to do with not "merely" his suicide, but his choice to kill others. He chose his victims at random, using them to end his own immensurate alienation and pain.
ReplyDeleteSince we can never know what he did or didn't know, I guess this is a moot point. But we WANT to think that he knew not to hurt anyone else, that he was a good guy. We also want to think that he didn't know what he was doing when he crossed the centerline.
However, I can't help but think of boys who steal guns and shoot in schools -- they too are deeply troubled, and try to go out in "a blaze of glory" (infamy, really), taking others with them. Do we still say that those boys are not murderers because they were just kids, minors? Do we say that they are just as much victims as the ones they killed? We do wring our hands and grieve, but we are torn (though perhaps less) between blaming and mourning the sad boy, the killer.
The only way I can make myself feel better at seeing this tragedy is to think, It's a good thing at least that he didn't have a gun.
I think to myself immediately afterwards, Good thing that when I was his age, *I* didn't have a car or a gun.