After battling depression for a few years, I was used to being asked by doctors about suicide. Every time I went to a new doctor, or often when I went to the same one, I would be asked the same question: “Have you ever tried to harm yourself?” Or, “have you ever thought about ending your life?” My answer was always the same: No.
I never explained it, but I should have. Because the “no” had nothing to do with me or my mental health. It had everything to do with my friend.
A few years earlier, I had lost a really good friend to suicide. And after that, I swore to myself that no matter what happened, I would never ever let that happen to me.Read more on themighty.com