Some people take the rocks out of their coat pockets
and unfortunately some button up the coat and dive in..
My major depression was a lifetime-in-the making......... so many rocks....
Lucky for me, I got professional help, as well as intervention from friends & family
The odd thing was that my anger at them for constantly bothering me and making me go outside or get out of bed or eat, seems to have been the trigger that made me "feel" again.
Until I got angry with them, I was content to be in the ennui of the daily experience that was my life..
I had (and still have) physical health, a happy marriage, great kids, normal daily aggravations, but I fell into a rut and was too exhausted to even try to get out.. I wanted to be out...not just of the rut, but out of everything..
I made no actual plans, but was probably well on my way to it..
All these years later, I am still very pragmatic about death and my kids often get on me, because I CAN see the world without me, and I do not fear death... I am not suicidal, but at my current age, there are a LOT more years behind me than ahead, and it really does not bother me a bit.
Perhaps my earlier "brush" with the idea has desensitized me
RIP Tony.. I always loved your shows and am sad that your demons won