Over the years, I have known several people who chose to end their own lives. Each time it happens, the news lands with a quiet heaviness that lingers long after the initial shock has passed. There is sadness, of course, but also a question that seems to echo in the mind.

What were they feeling in those final moments?

More than that, I often find myself wondering whether a small shift in perception — perhaps even a radical one — might have changed everything.

Anyone who has lived long enough knows what it feels like to be overwhelmed by emotion. Anxiety can tighten its grip until the future feels uncertain. Grief can settle like a heavy fog. Shame or despair can whisper that things will never improve.

In those moments, our perspective narrows. The emotional weather of...

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