The worst part of being suicidal isn't that it can kill you. The worst part is that you likely suffer alone.
You don't talk about it with friends and loved ones because it hurts them. And they respond by saying hurtful things.
You don't talk about it with a professional because you fear being subjected to the trauma of forced treatment.
No, that's not right, not always right anyway. Sometimes loved ones know how to listen. Sometimes professionals know how to help.
But still. These skills seem to be rare. And it's all so scary.
Even after you're better, it's scary. Scary for you, scary for them. Especially scary if it got to the point of self-harm, a suicidal act. Upon release from the hospital, you are treated to silence. People want to "protect your privacy." They also want to protect their own peace of mind. NOBODY wants you to mention it again.
So an archive of 157 stories of people who tried to die at their own hand, and yet they survived, a place where you can find people who are willing to tell their stories, how they got to that scary place and how they moved beyond it, or how they didn't (the scary lingers), that place is -- transgressive.