To write Love on her arms. [link]
This is something that has affected me since I was very young. Newspaper accounts of suicide haunted me for months. Then I lost a friend when I was 17. He hung himself just before Christmas, right above where we all used to sit when we were out skating. I never really forgave any of us for it, despite it being family issues that caused his depression. Working in a mortuary didn't help me either. There are things I simply cannot get out of my head, but it has been an important experience in my life and has affected the growth of my soul. Being faced with death and the pain of those left behind makes you think twice before taking things for granted.
Life is short, but for some.. that are suffering immensely.. it can feel an eternity.