You know, forgive my calloused attitude.
It's unfortunate.
Excresence happens.
Not everybody is "guaranteed" a full life of three score and ten years.
The squawking primitive, the subway cat, Doug's ex-wife, the hypochondrial primitive "mopinko," and all these other primitives taking shitloads of mood-altering pharmaceuticals (and who oddly never seem to get well with them), should just quit taking them, and let nature take its natural course.
Their lives without pharmaceuticals can't possibly be any worse than their lives with taxpayer-paid pharmaceuticals.
If such would drive them to suicide, so be it; nature is taking its natural course.