I wrote a book about crossing the ultimate Rubicon called suicide. To begin with, let it be known we humans are all veterans in this war called life. The first day in kindergarten will tell you we are in contention with other humans, and it get progressively worse as time goes by. We have shooting wars and we see the young returning with limbs missing, blind terribly, physically, and mentally in deep trouble. But the ones who lost limbs and physical body parts we can see with our eyes. We can offer them help and support and there are any number of these groups out there doing a wonderful job. But the one I have written the book for, no one can see their injuries.