When I found this site, I was struck by two things. The first being how fantastic it is that a place exists to enable people to be deeply open and honest about a private and (largely) taboo subject, at their time of desperate need. This was followed by being worried about people's safety, coupled with the consideration of perhaps being able to say something to someone that could save their life, and then the impact this has one's own strength and mental well-being, which will already most likely be low. So I've been wondering how this community generally deals with this? After a time do you become desensitized to the large number of threads of saying 'this is it, my time has come once and for all'. Do you then think 'it's none of my business to step in and try and change their mind'? I find this interesting as I feel this is probably natural human behavior, but it's still fucked up. Are you content with offering a smilie and a word of encouragement? Do any of you lie awake at night, keeping track of who said what and when and if they've been online since? Because if I spent much more time here I feel this is what I might start doing. Maybe I should somehow try to compartmentalise my thinking so that I stay fixed in the knowledge that I can only do so much and if people are set on commiting suicide, they will. I believe this is the sort of stance The Samaritans take, that they will never try to talk someone out of suicide; that ultimately it's an individuals right to take their life, and this should be respected. As someone who's come back from suicidal depressions a few times, I've learnt that it is only when you get better you realise how skewed your thinking really was, and herein lies the tragedy of suicide - that it's a decision taken at a time when the full magnitude of the decision is not fully appreciated. I find suicide deeply tragic and upsetting. I see people on here say things such as 'why should anyone give a shit if I commit suicide, they don't even know me' and to me this is a prime example of the skewed perception that depressive thinking is so skilled at. People give a shit because life is a true gift once joy can be appreciated and it's tragic when a person loses the most precious thing that will ever be available to them - their life.