Some of you heard this before. My best friend took her own life in the mid 1980's. We whom she left behind felt guilty that we could not see it. I can't speak for the others because we have lost touch but for myself I will always feel guilty until the day I die. What did I not notice? What should I have done? Why wasn't I a better friend? I will never be able to answer those questions.
So for any of you who contemplate doing that just stop and think about the people who love you. What are they supposed to do without you? How are they supposed to go on without always carrying your suicide like an albatross around their necks? Just think about that for a moment. Your death ends your life. You're out of it. Easy peasy simple. SIGH. I'm just sayin'.