. . . is that it leaves grieving people behind, often feeling immensely guilty that they didn't see what was about to happen in time to do anything about it. That said, I've had to deal with more than a few suicides. I understand - as well as anyone can who hasn't experienced it - the slowly dawning decision that "I can't take any more". Indeed, at a couple of points in my life where the pain from my injuries was overwhelming, I found myself thinking precisely that. I didn't act on it - according to the Christian moral code I espouse, suicide is simply not an option - but for the first time, I understood experientially why some people make that choice. It wasn't a good place to be. When mental illness such as depression is a factor in the situation, it's probably much, much worse. There appears to be literally no way out . . . except one.
Dr. Grumpy, whom we've met in these pages before, has just lost his father to depression-induced suicide. He's written two very moving, very introspective examinations of how his father must have felt, and how he feels at having lost him in that way.
I highly recommend reading them both - particularly if you have even the faintest inclination towards suicide yourself. Go and learn what your decision will do to others.
May Dr. Grumpy's father rest in peace, and may his sins be forgiven him; and may those he's left behind be comforted. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritu Sancti. Amen.