Granted. Your life is immediately sucked dry of everything that makes it worthwhile. Think about going for a drive? Oh, it’s over. Make love to your spouse? The moment the thought enters your mind and the executive function decides yes lets go, the task is done. You can scarcely remember deriving even an infinitesimal amount of pleasure from the things that once made you happy. You can’t even hug your family, because it’s done before it even begins, the task complete.

At your first thought of even beginning to consider self harm, you are instantly obliterated in a violent explosion of guts and gore.