Here are eleven people who are no longer with us, but who died in ways we can never forget.
We mistakenly categorize grief as a naturally occurring emotion, but that notion is neither rational nor beneficial.
Although we generally believe that mourning and grief are a sign that we care for others, it is possible they are really about our own personal fears, and dig us into them even deeper.
Treating every suicide like a failure of the individual is perhaps the most disrespectful phenomena we have all agreed to accept as completely normal.
Is the reason that we fill our lives with so much stuff that doing so prevents us from facing the certainty of our death?