This just popped-up on Facebook. I couldn’t let it go without commenting.
“Sorry, it doesn’t work like that. This isn’t a wholly conscious thing, the desperation and desire to die. It’s an illness; a driving, at cellular level. Hopelessness, ‘I’m better off dead’.. this is par for the course for those who endure depression/BP day after day, year after year. There’s no ‘thought’ involved; it just is, it just seems the natural thing to be done. By the time it happens, thought and reason have long-since left the metaphorical building.“