"A friend of mine was a train driver. He had two 'jumpers', as they call them, during his year or so in the job. He was counselled for a month before returning to work after the first and laid off after the second. He is still suffering from the effects, some 5 years later, and it has changed his life for the worst. He will never be the same again."
Same experience here. My father had a friend driving a suburban train and their "jumpers" are right into the windscreen. This friend was so nervous, that he was panic-stricken each arrival at a station platform, seeing "jumpers" in every face. He had to quit of course........
But suicides never seem to think of the family members that have to find the hanging body, the brain splattered on the wall, or the passersby who have a building jumper land in front of them. Jump off a boat with an anvil, save the rest of us from having to clean up after you.