Earlier this spring I made the huge mistake of telling my closest friends about my suicidal thoughts. Being the friends that they were, like any other people, they tried to talk me out of it. But my suicide plans got out to other people. They’d come and ask me about it and would always plaster a “concerned” look or “friendly” smile on their face, and start with the same frightening phrase, one that sends shivers down my spine
“I won’t judge you”
If approached about your suicide, when you hear that phrase leave their lips. Run my friend, run.