I've been suicidal and now work in mh services.
The way I'd describe it is like jumping from a burning building.
I knew I'd probably die, was scared of the pain of the method etc but it seemed much better than the pain of the flames. It's that staying in my life, and body that felt like it was on fire just wasn't an option. I couldn't focus on anything else but the pain of the fire
Others (like on this thread) would tell me to hang in there, the fire will die out probably. People have way worse fires and live!
The problem is the fire is invisible, no one can see the difficulties you face, the routes blocked or the feel the heat.
In my case that also slightly blinded me, I couldn't for example think of others and how it would impact them because all I could think about was getting out of the building.
Part of my depression also blinded me to the fact that my family would care. I genuinely believed that they would be better without me, and even if I didn't I'm not sure I could have stayed in that pain for them
The problems are also systemic. Mental health services are such a small piece of the puzzle, I often feel like I am being asked to make the untolerable, tolerable.
We get people with incredible social stressors, deprivation etc that we simply have no control over
Sometimes it's like working in an asthma center and treating patients only for them to return to a very moldy house