This doesn't seem to me like a teenager who was suicidal. Caitlin Hurcombe seem to me like a teenager who, within minutes or hours after obvious joy and excitement over what had happened earlier that same day, became suicidal while on "MIND ALTERING DRUGS" she had been taking for a couple of months.
It also seems very similar to the sudden "altered states" (of mind) that these drugs can cause where people experience a kind of 'dream state' (or 'nightmare state') that only should ever appear during sleep (from which you would normally and naturally wake up) where whatever horror of a kind of 'movie' you find yourself in - you are IN it and you have NO WAY OF KNOWING that it is unreal.
Whatever monsterous things you see while in that 'movie' (for want of a better word) you have to deal with accordingly BECAUSE they are REAL. To you. Just as they are when experienced from the effects of 'illegal' drugs.
In some cases, children kill their parents and vice versa. Nobody knows what they 'saw' in that movie, why the only option was to kill (awful nightmares can make demons out of the faces of people you love for instance) but it would have been just as horrific as it is when drug-induced altered states suddenly cause someone to hang themselves, or jump off a cliff, or jump off a high bridge into a deep river, or shoot themselves in the head, or cut their own throat with a chain saw - all of which methods of suicide (and many more) are recorded.
When this happens, it isn't that the person is depressed and has become suicidal due to depression, it is usually sudden, shocking, unbelievable to family and friends and its a result of a view of a horror that is beyond normal comprehension...because it is DRUG INDUCED and drugs can make normal scary nightmares people sometimes get in sleep seem like alright dreams in comparison to the ones that can be experienced in waking nightmare states and there is no way of being able to explain their horror in a way unaffected people can ever fully understand because human beings do not 'naturally' go through the hellish world drug chemicals can induce.
If you have never experienced the horrors of 'altered mind states' then it is quite understandable if you can't kind of feel or see how it is, but please try and bear the above in mind when you are reading the following:
"...CAITLIN HURCOMBE was a vicar's daughter with a promising life ahead of her. Clever and artistic, she loved to ride her beloved pony, was about to take a degree and hoped to be an actress.Yet in April 1998 the pretty 19-year-old took her own life just 63 days after being prescribed Prozac.
Here, her mother Linda, a 60-year-old teacher from Clun, Shropshire, who is divorced from Caitlin's father Tom, 57, tells CLAUDIA JOSEPH her haunting story.
THE LAST time I saw my daughter alive, I went into her bedroom and she had her little dog Gus cuddled under the duvet with her. I kissed her and said 'I love you', before rushing to catch a train to work. When I rang home that evening, she said: 'Mum, I've had a great day. I had a great rehearsal and tutorial, and I'm going to sing a solo tomorrow.' It was the last time I heard her voice.
I arrived home that night of April 6, 1998 - two months before Caitlin's 20th birthday - with my friend Trish, just before 11pm.
Oasis was playing full blast on the stereo. I turned it down and shouted Caitlin's name, then went upstairs to check.
She was not in her room, so I stuck my head in the guest bedroom, where I saw the most horrific sight.
Caitlin was hanging from a beam with a pillowcase over her head. She had got her piano bench to stand on, thrown her pony's rein three times around the beam and then around her neck, put the pillowcase over her head and kicked away the bench.
It was a tableau of sheer horror and I was almost frozen with shock.
We brought her down from the beam and her body was still warm, so I thought she was alive. She was wearing a grey fleece, jeans and trainers. I wondered why on earth she had decided to hide her face. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking, but I could feel her presence in the room, trying to get back in her body.
I rang our GP, who came round straight away, and an ambulance "