If learning to drive were like learning to meditate, there’d be a hundred driver’s licenses in the entire country. What other skill does not improve with even years of practice? Maybe because driving is a life or death situation we actually take it seriously. So I’m going to start meditating sitting on top of a ladder wearing a noose, and if I make a mistake, that’s that, just like real life.
No one cares one whit how depressed you are until after you kill yourself. Only then does it become a preventable disease and a terrible tragedy. In fact the tragedy was living a hopeless life day after day, and suicide was the obvious solution for a long time before the actual act. Friends come out of the woodwork always too late.