Content Warning: Suicidal ideation. It’s not all that strange to suffer dark thoughts in passing, those flashes of intrusive narratives we’d best not explore. A few years ago, I used to daydream about getting hit by a car. Not out of fear or anxiety, but with the twisted logic that it might offer a kind of forced vacation. I’d entertain the possibilities while walking down the street on my way to work. “Just a break,” I’d think, while contemplating how people would react and what ...
