I'm bipolar, but I'm not crazy, and I never was. I'm stark raving sane.

Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.

And falling's just another way to fly.

If leeches ate peaches instead of my blood, then I would be free to drink tea in the mud!

My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life

He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.

It is not seen as insane when a fighter, under an attack that will inevitable lead to his death, chooses to take his own life first. In fact, this act has been encouraged for centuries, and is accepted even now as an honorable reason to do the deed. How is it any different when you are under attack by your own mind?