Suicide runs in my family, and I’ve met many strangers on the day that they decided it was their last.

Somehow (I think there was divine intervention) we were guided to each other and my interaction with them was enough to tip the scales towards the good. In every case I didn’t know they were actively suicidal until after the encounter.

Even if you yourself are not suicidal, your presence can make the difference to someone who is – perhaps without you even knowing.