Therapists don’t look at what CAUSED the problem, only the SYMPTOMS of the problem. And that is what hurts. You can keep on tackling the symptoms of a cold or cough, and then it turns out to be bronchitis. Actually I did end up with a typical cough/cold that year, and yes it eventually turned into bronchitis. I know it isn’t the BEST comparison, but hopefully you get my point. It’s like putting a plaster on a gaping wound, that wound is going to stay open and collect bacteria and get infected to the point where that limb might need to get removed or it turns into some nasty blood-disease. Same with depression, you can offer me CBT and give me happy platitudes and a sense of false hope, but just you wait and eventually it reaches the point where suicide becomes less scary and more of a release you need to get to. And as time stretches on, you just want out more and more. For me, this isn’t even me questioning anymore. I know suicide is the way to get rid of this nightmare. It isn’t going to get better, and I know it. Because not everything is within our control. People do die alone, people will die alone, and we cannot do anything to stop this. Even millionaires and famous people decide to commit suicide.