Confidentiality Is An Ancient And Well-warranted Social

Nature Is The First Tutor. No One Remains Untouched Or Unschooled By The Earth, Seasons, And Heavens.

Each Way To Suicide Is Its Own: Intensely Private, Unknowable, And Terrible. Suicide Will Have Seemed To Its Perpetrator The Last And Best Of Bad Possibilities, And Any Attempt By The Living To Chart This Final Terrain Of Life Can Be Only A Sketch, Maddeningly Incomplete

When People Are Suicidal, Their Thinking Is Paralyzed, Their Options Appear Spare Or Nonexistent, Their Mood Is Despairing, And Hopelessness Permeates Their Entire Mental Domain. The Future Cannot Be Separated From The Present, And The Present Is Painful Beyond Solace. ‘this Is My Last Experiment,’ Wrote A Young Chemist In His Suicide Note. ‘if There Is Any Eternal Torment Worse Than Mine I’ll Have To Be Shown.

We All Build Internal Sea Walls To Keep At Bay The Sadnesses Of Life And The Often Overwhelming Forces Within Our Minds. In Whatever Way We Do This--through Love, Work, Family, Faith, Friends, Denial, Alcohol, Drugs, Or Medication, We Build These Walls, Stone By Stone, Over A Lifetime.

Exuberance Is A Gift Of Grace That Allows Us To Move On, To Seek, To Love Again.