Back in the mid 90's when my depression was really bad I was continually attempting to end my life. At the same time my anorexia got really bad. When I was pushed into going to an ED treatment facility, I basically told them that dying of anorexia would leave my daughter with less stigma that if I committed suicide.....that was a concept I had long before here was a term for it.

Lol.....neither anorexia nor suicide was successful in ending my life & I am so thankful because I would not be enjoying the wonderful life I have now.....but I was serious at the time.....had no desire to live & now I realize that was because at the time I was trapped in the bad marriage with no other possible way out......there was finally a way out & I left.....that saved my life.