Sometimes it feels impossible to convey the magnitude and intricacies of the pain you are experiencing. Depression is a debilitating illness and when you've reached the deepest depths of it, you feel so alone and utterly hopeless. You don't know where to turn, what to do and the only release you see is that of suicide. No-one seems to understand you and your pain. No-one lives up to that God-like being that you supposedly need in order to try and help you change your circumstances. Life is life and death is death. Life is an abundance of ups and downs. Death is the finality of human existence. Us humans are mere mortals and the desire to experience love, euphoria and bliss in the form of Heaven or just the peace of not existing on any plane of existence is sometimes so overwhelming and all-consuming that you question the meaning of life. That in itself is dangerous when you feel depressed. The impulsiveness to kill the self is then amplified. Although I agree it's important to connect to other people, the most imperative thing is to find peace with the self and accept that humans were not created to be perfect.