The closest I ever came to suicide was when I was unemployed, living with my parents, and had about $150 left in my bank account. I was too embarrassed to ask for money, and too ashamed to even ask for a loan. My parents would not have judged me at all, but I was too proud to admit I had no money. Capitalism had me conditioned to believe that if I wasn’t productive I wasn’t worth keeping alive. Never again.

Chronic suicidality is murder by society.

One of the most effective suicide prevention mechanisms is to create an environment in which one can realistically, and legitimately, choose to participate in when we’re at our most vulnerable.