It's an invisible scar. You fight the pain with all the reserves of courage you can muster. But the wound often turns into a gaping hole within the recesses of your brain. So, you cover it up with a smile. Yet, it keeps festering within. It grows and grows like a balloon being filled with noxious air, until you are ready to burst, too tired to keep putting up a brave face. No hope, no answer, seems left available. And the only solution then, you feel, lies in the sharpness of a blade, noose of a rope, trigger of a gun or from the terrace of a building.

Mental health issues are such an intensely personal struggle that sometimes, surrendering your will to live seems like the ultimate relief.