Strange how death can illicit so many reactions...
I don't know what else to say, really. I suppose that when someone makes so many attempts to take their own life they must be in a very bad way. But on the other hand, to continually fail to 'succeed' during every attempt also says something - cry for help, maybe?

I've been guilty myself, on hearing that someone has died, of thinking, 'well, so what? I didn't like them when they were alive, so I'm not going to mourn them when they're dead'. But I try to remember that that person was something to someone, and leave it at that.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 29 Feb 2008, 11:19, Reply)