I've met two people who took their own lives.

My mom shot herself with her husbands gun.

My moms father shot himself with his rifle.

Had a buddy that couldn't take the pain anymore and he had enough drink and anxiety meds one night and he just never woke up.

He made sure to turn on his music extra loud so it'd bother his neighbors so his cat would be okay and would be rehomed.

He was a good guy.

Back in 2000 I had a close skydiving buddy. He was an excellent competitive pool player and taught me how to play and I even went on to win a few tournaments.

Our friendship came to an end when my girlfriend broke up with me and he was in bed with her the very next day.

Out of curiosity I tried looking up his name about a year ago. Turns out he was living with a woman down in Tampa, Fl. She had lost a child previously and was dealing with major psychological issues... He came home to find she had committed suicide.... And he killed himself because of it. This all happened way back in 2013. So he's been dead a long time.

I’m four friends (three best friends at various points in life) and five or six acquaintances down, and I’m not 40 yet. I’ll have to agree with you.