I made the mistake a few days ago of belittling the death of Robbin Williams. Sure he was a celebrity, but forget about that, forget, for what killed him was depression, and one symptom of the depression that many sensitive people, rich and poor, acutely feel is a compulsion to commit suicide.
Stephen Fry, another depressed soul, puts it this way:
“If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest, and best things you will ever do.”
So if you know someone who is depressed, don’t demand they pull their socks up, and don’t ask them for a reason why. Just be there for them.