I've seen people fall; helpless to stop them. All I could to do however, was try to minimize impact. Because, I realized that when you fall this far down; you're never the same again. There is something about self wallowing that doesn't let you quite escape. You just move on and fight you way up.
It's not easy to face how futile life is. You live and you die. Do things stop? Does nature change it's course? You live and you die. And the world goes on.