humans are not symmetrical; our eyes are mismatched shapes, our legs are different lengths, our hair is wavier on one side than the other. to be messy is human. we are even attracted to odd numbers in design and art - a group of three is ascetically pleasing to the eye. our lives are not evenly aligned with one another, just as wealth, health and intelligence are not equally divided to every person.
in all our messy humanity we seek order; despite the beauty chaos richly provides, humans also seek shelter and solace. sometimes this desire for organization goes too far and edges out the peace which it was sought to provide and we ignore our shared humanness in order to control others.
suicide doesn't care about socially constructed boundaries. yet, suicide is often hidden from view, relegated to those "in need of help" - never something a leader struggles with.