"We Are Only As Sick As Our Secrets

Suicide provides no relief at all

On ledge imagining end to my pain

Pavement streaming toward me will not end fall

Just before break solution becomes plain

My penance to help others to refrain

Thought my loved ones better off without me

Truth’s too likely they’ll header into sea

Had I known that death cannot be cheated

Baring deep secrets would cure malady

Death would not have left loved ones defeated"

That poemof mine starts my essay on my experience with the suicide of a dear friend and my experience getting past my own episodic depression many years ago, helped greatly by a conversation I had with Andrew's soul a year prior to my issues. It also draws upon the work of Viktor Frankl. It is by far my most read and engaged with Medium article. https://medium.com/illumination/dizain-of-suicide-72bcde4dc8d8