Don't know what to say.
Let me try this round-about way: I recently discovered that the country of Norway (where I grew up) has sex education on public television. For example, the other day they ran an episode designed to help women learn how to achieve orgasm. This program featured a woman masturbating, with a health professional coaching her, and every last detail on view. (I do not have access to these programs, but they are described on the Norwegian Broadcasting Company web site.)
My point has nothing to do with sex, but I wanted to illustrate the openness and lack of taboos that exists in some more enlightened parts of the world.
So I feel this frightening thread about suicide has a legitimate purpose. It is a fact that suicides happen, and rather a lot of them, so perhaps it ought to be OK to talk about it.
(I'll allow one sentence of comic relief at this point: "No, I do not mean to teach suicide on television!" (We MUST cling to our sense of humor!))
So. I apologize to those I may offend or worse. This may be the freakiest sentence ever posted on ePlaya: I am suicidal. Don't grab the telephone -- I'm "fine" right now. I'll make you a promise: I'll stay alive and uninjured at least thru November. For dawgs sake, don't call 911. I have all those people at my fingertips, and I live two blocks from the hospital. It is my personal friends I would like to have an open and rational dialog with. (If you "must panic", my telephone number is 707/XXX-XXXX. I always answer "This is Elliot.")
Enough for now. After lunch (a neighbor just brought me waffles -- I'm not alone), I shall explain why I have survived this sort of trouble for decades and will keep the promise I just gave you.
Oh... and no need to teach me orgasms. I had one an hour ago.
edited phone number out per poster's request. Sham...