On our initial birthday we are born with so much time in the account of life. Each birthday there after we mark the passing of another portion of an ever diminishing but uncertain balance.
Death is the ultimate anesthesia, also effective against depression, alcohol abuse, anxiety and just about anything else that ails a body.
In fact it often can do wonders for a less that stellar reputation. Past social transgressions are often simply stripped away from memory. One can even expect an immediate enhancement in one's likeability and reputation in general. People who have not marked your birthday in decades or ever may well be expected to partake of your memory once you are cured of life, each remembering you as a dear friend, pure of heart, pious, generous, and selfless to a fault.
There are limits in the later regard of course but I suspect that you Sam can anticipate a fairly full recovery in these regards as well.
So just hang in there and let nature take its course. Our society has a habit of looking down on those who resort to self help in employing the ultimate remedy to life's problems. Just keep in mind that death cures life and all its ills and you will find the whole experience of hanging in there more palatable.
Happy Birthday Sam from James The Bruce
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