Mental Health II: Suicide is Painless
5 min readAug 10, 2022
The second in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August.
On Friday March 28, 1975 I tried to kill myself.
I failed.
I hadn’t failed at much in life, at least not on paper. I was a twenty-one-year-old junior at MIT, son of a lower-middle class family from…