It's hard to imagine what kind of pain a person must be in to go through with suicide. I've gone through periods of passively wishing for death, and did make one genuine attempt in my teens. I hadn't done any research or anything at that time, so made the common mistake of thinking "just take a bunch of pill and overdose" only to wake up amid puddles of black vomit. Couple years ago I did the opposite and planned everything out, did my research diligently, yet found I couldn't take the last step. Since then I've pretty much avoided the subject and stopped even thinking about it as a maybe, because I know I'm too afraid.
I guess one of the bad things about it is you never to get to ask the person why. Even if someone leaves a detailed note, I'm sure there's a lot that must remain unsaid. So you can only wonder what was going through their mind. I used to have really strong opinions on how suicide is a choice that should be respected, but now I kind of feel like it's not my place to judge either way. I wonder if society were better, would we see less and less people killing themselves? Or is it an individual quirk that some people are just destined to have? The world is full of joy and beauty no doubt but I guess it's like light that must cast a shadow as well.
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