This has nothing to do with your post. I’m not sure why, but I have never watched you on YouTube. Stan, who commented on my blog, had a link to that site, due to a video about the man forced to undergo it.

In an amazingly effective act of self-destruction, I agreed to ECT. It was 1999/2000, I’m not sure. After over twenty “treatments”, I was still S.I. and depressed, only I couldn’t remember why.

I lost all recollection of 2000-2003, with other long-term memory. I do not recall 9/11, which some people view as a gift. They have no idea.

Formally I had a photographic memory. After years of watching the same documentaries until I remembered them, working the Sunday crossword until I could almost fill it, I am better.

But I cannot recall how I feel, far too often. If I write in my blog my thoughts, when my therapist asks me, I am lost.

You spoke so eloquently about ECT. I don’t recall diapers or mouth guards, but the aftermath is a shared experience.

I came in, smart, maybe brilliant and depressed. I left depressed. I left diminished, forgetful, confused, dazed and lost.

http://bestiaire.typepad.com/moreau/2008/11/life-and-death-in-a-public-space.html

Another Internet suicide accompanied by a cheering section. God forgive us.

In that case, one could maybe understand the comments, made by other youths who fail to understand the devastating finality of death.

That a grown woman would instigate this particular final choice is simply obscene. I followed your link to the comments.

What struck me, was the bad spelling, bad grammar and lacking concern by the writers. This is a deep wound in the psyche of America.

Life is too fragile for our youth. It is guarded by government, when it is a foetus, a brain-dead patient, a terminally ill person.

But, for our armed forces, vulnerable teens, impoverished people, death is acceptable. Even promoted.