Have you ever experienced the spiral of black depression. It may hit people worse than others.
This morning on my long train ride with my train buddy, we discussed this subject and the enormous impact it plays in peoples lives. We are prescribed dangerous pharmaceuticals mixed with alcohol to numb pain and sorrow, only to deal with a circle of more uncontrolled events and pain.
In some instances, the medicine does control and helps you get back on track but what happens if it does not. Years and years of hell, for some, ends up in suicide. It is horrific for family or friend to find the body and deal with the guilt of WHY did I not do something.
My train friend shared a story of a young woman dealing with this till her late 20s in the Netherlands. She asked the doctors to end her life legally. It went to court and with a lot of deliberation as to the fact that she was never going to be cured, her family and the Courts agreed to end her life mutual and consented by all parties involved.
She did not want her family to find her body and deal with the horror of it. This young woman put a lot of thought into why she wanted to end her life. I believe that some of us will strongly disagree or agree based on our ride with depression.
