Everyone carries on about living with depression and ‘managing’ suicidal impulses but hardly anybody ever talks about suicide! And when they do they do years after the fact! What about right after!? Why doesn’t anybody ever talk about what it’s like to be in the immediate aftermath of a suicide attempt? Well I’m going to talk about suicide. And I’m going to talk about depersonalization, the devil, and the mystery of what’s happened to all my underwear!
I want to talk about suicide.
I want to talk about suicide in a frank and unfiltered way, from from fear or concern.