This thread is a very good read.

From my point of view, I think that anyone who has taken their own life misses something from the world. Whether it's the grass, the way it smells right after it starts raining, or how leather feels, it's something. To say that nothing will be missed is a lie. The world is full of so many amazing things that I could never take myself out of such a place when there is so much left to see and experience. And those experiences, I think, are also what people miss. I mean, come on, remember all those concerts you and your buddies went to, front row and moshing with so much excitement surrounding you? Or the day your child was born (if you have one that is). I think that even the slightest possibility of moments like that happening is reason enough to live every single day I have in me. Suicide is cheating yourself from what the world has to offer.