The stigma of self-inflicted death is for some people a hateful blot that demands erasure at all costs.
Every writer since the beginning of time, just like other people, has been afflicted by what a friend of mine calls
I'm simply the happiest, the placidest, when I'm writing, and so I suppose that that, for me, is the final answer. ... It's fine therapy for people who are perpetually scared of nameless threats as I am most of the time.
Writing is a fine therapy for people who are perpetually scared of nameless threats... for jittery people.