I can spot a depressed person from quite a distance. They come in all shapes and sizes and they come in all colors and classes. For example, depression can be brought on through obsession. Not too long ago, a family man from the midwest came out to Vegas. He gambled for a few days and then went back to his hotel and blew his brains all over the wall of his room. People around here say he pissed away his money and then lost it. I mean, nobody knows a thing about this guy and the majority idea is just that, he lost control and then lost it. Well I think there is more to it than that. I think he had a plan like a friend of mine did back in 92. For some people, depression finally reaches that point of no return. It's that point where thoughts are over and words mean nothing. For some people, the decision is made and the plan is carried out. My friend in 92 did something unusual for a guy however. Most guys just shot themselves in the head. My friend took pills and drank whiskey. I knew he lost all the money his father left him because of his step father and mother. He was used to buying his friends. He never had to buy me. I wish I would have seen it coming. Looking back, I don't think there is much I could have done. It's no big sign of success to notice a depressed person. I just see people that's all. I see in others what exists in myself. I fight every day not to exit this life. I need a reason not to go through with it. I suspect over time it will get increasingly difficult for me.