I guess I just don’t understand why someone would want to die. Unless of course they had some sort of horrible disease and were going to suffer immensely in the future. But I don’t even think I would do it then. There’s so much beauty in the world. So many things to learn and see. The other day I was walking in the woods and saw a woodpecker hammering away on a tree. I’d never seen one before, I sat on the ground and just watched for what seemed like forever. Every once in awhile it would look down at me and turn it’s head like, Can help you? Lol. I’ve hit rock bottom and wanted die before, it’s a horrible feeling but I could never phathom wanting to kill myself.