As he says, overdose is less reliable ie. you can be found and resuscitated.
I suppose they don't think about it at the time but basically a suicide equals a body someone (possibly nearest and dearest) is going to have to find and live with the memory of for years to come.
At my worst I believe that thought was the only thing that stopped me, putting someone through finding me, I guess those that do were in a far darker place than me but finding a friend hanging and him making sure he was not found alive some 17 or 18 years ago def helped put that thought in my mind.
He knew we would go to his workshop once the wife said he was missing, a big high warehouse, with sliding doors. He had rigged a set up where opening the doors snatched on his neck and pulled him higher. We will never know if he could have been saved or opening the door sealed his fate.
Left a beautiful wife and 2 great kids, no money worries, sure he liked a drink and was often in the pub with us, but so was the wife and they got on great and she was just like one of the group.
The only thing we could put it down to was his only employee, who got him smoking that evil skunk while at work, I think it was new and cheap at the time. The Geordie employee has never been seen since.
I have to disagree with comments about NHS mental health teams, I have either been very lucky or have a high risk flag on the system, because every time I have needed them they have been very good.
The first time I was given Talking therapy one to one I did not go until they said if I missed the third appointment they could not help, I went to the third, leaving me with 9 more. After the first it was extended to 24, but I ended up going every week for just over 2 years.
When my doctor referred me back in the middle of January, even during this pandemic the service and help has been excellent even though there is no face to face and I am already back on talking therapy, back to work, weather permitting.
Joining here got me out for a drive and a punt and got me back searching for sex meets on other sites which honestly has helped too. It is one thing you can do on your own, occupies the brain as well as other parts lol and a few meets has given me a lift in mood.
The worst thing you can do is not talk and seek help but that is what you do, pretend you are fine when you are not to others who are concerned, avoid people if you can and always say to yourself tomorrow will be different. It never is, it just gets worse until, if you are lucky, someone close takes control of the situation. Do not use the current situation as an excuse, I did, but the risk of Covid and taking a few risks is far less important than your own Mental Health, life is still going on, try and be part of it.
If you do not have that person it can lead to much worse, if you don,t and feel this way just try telling someone, I had to in the end, had run out of lies and excuses, stopped answering the phone.
We never do it but the relief when you do makes all the difference. to anyone in a similar situation all I can say is try to tell someone, a good friend, the Doctor, call the crisis line, it will kickstart your life again. Nobody can help if you do not help yourself, easy to say or type I know, but you will feel like help is there.
Never be ashamed, it is an illness like any other, and help and treatment is available, please try and seek it.
I hope this rambling makes sense and if one person reads it and acts then it has been worthwhile.