I'm sure many do.
This is not exactly the same situation, but perhaps has some parallels. I was suicidally depressed a few ago and was going to throw myself under the number 48 tram in Bridge rd, in my state of mind at the time it seemed the easiest way to stop the pain. When the tram trundled up I didn't do it, thankfully. I'm certainly glad I didn't, I would never have got to meet all the nice folks on BF.
Where are the nice folks on here?