You might share my essay and the ones of others I link too: https://medium.com/illumination/dizain-of-suicide-72bcde4dc8d8 It starts with this poem:

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

I wrote this back in August 2021. I realized this morning that the line about penance, which I thought referred to the soul of my friend that committed suicide, who is the main character in my essay, may actually refer to me and karmic debt from a past life and that is why I write about suicide attempt prevention.