I've read over and over again about everyone whose family members would be hurt by their suicide. Does anyone have a family that wouldn't care? Well, mine wouldn't, and that's not just a dramatic statement. When I was 19, I took an overdose that nearly killed me. I was in ICU for two days. I was then in a psych ward for two months. No one came to visit me, no one even sent a card -- even though my nearest relative was 15-20 minutes away. Even my psychiatrist only came to see me once, claiming she couldn't see me, even though she lived only 2 towns away. And, the way I was raised, I thought nothing of this. It never occurred to me that someone should care when I almost died. So I spent two months in a hell of a psych ward, with miserable, stupid, dishonest, lazy psych nurses and attendants. They treated me horribly. Even the patients asked why they treated me so badly. Here I was, severely depressed, extremely vulnerable. That was 25 years ago, and I bitterly regret to this day taking myself to the hospital back then. Even then, at 19, I was a battered old soul, and there has been not one pleasant experience in my life since then. Just a lot of money wasted on worthless medications and doctors. Looking back, if there were ever universal messages that no one wanted me alive, it was then.