Many yaers ago, after losing my dream job I stopped by the side of the road driving back from my sacking (the company that hiredme went bust) and put the barrel of a .22 rifle in my mouth. I had lost the only thing I had wanted to do (proffesional diving), and had spent a few years training/working for.
I didnt pull the trigger because I wasnt confident the rifle would do the job properly. (damn man instincs of wanting to do a job properly).
Ive lived about 15 years since then, complete with its ups and downsbut have never come that close or that low again.
In addition I went from spending a lot of time and money doing what I loved as a hobby, (Diving if you must know) to having never done it again. Not even once.
Ladies please understand we define ourslves (at least a lot of blokes do) by what we do. Its been said above but needs repeating. Imagine a woman who has lived her whole formatve years being devoted to the idea of being a mother. Then shes pregnant, gets to nine months and loses it, to top it off the doctor says she may never have kids again.
Would you consider her suiciding an irrational act? Or a logical one born of dispair?
