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Anything that helped squeeze the hours forward-time marked by the death of the senses, a quashed libido, the same dirty khakis and T-shirt. While in a catatonic stupor, I spent months doing crossword puzzles and watching tennis highlights. In Inferno’s final circle of hell, Dante’s sinners freeze instead of burn, trapped in an icy lake. When well, I could barely imagine being depressed, and when depressed, I couldn’t remember ever feeling well.

Clinical depression and ordinary life stood across an impassable ravine. I wouldn’t have changed anything, except my soul-eating depression.īy January 2019, I had lost all hope for recovery. I bathed in love and enjoyed financial security, along with very good health insurance. Outwardly, I was surrounded by everything I could possibly want: a happy marriage, a rebellious teenager, a stimulating job, a warm home in rural Vermont, friends near and far. Then I texted and emailed my closest friends and family to say that I loved them, and sent Glennis a more explicit note, asking her to “come home to hold our daughter.” Ten days earlier, my psychiatrist had emailed my psychotherapist to say, “Jeff appears very depressed with suicidal ideation, thoughts of jumping from something high.” I realized that no suicide note could alleviate their grief, but-always a perfectionist-I kept polishing drafts. It was 11 days after my 57th birthday.Īt my desk, I had written and torn up numerous letters to my wife, Glennis, and our daughter, the essence that they remained my be-all and end-all, above and beyond any actions I might take. on January 31, 2019, I left my Dartmouth College office to kill myself. For support and resources, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 988 or text 741-741 for the Crisis Text Line. If you are in danger of acting on suicidal thoughts, call 911.

If you are having thoughts of suicide, please know that you are not alone.

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