When I was much younger, I knew a young man who committed suicide: he was a sensitive, artistic character, and from a stable family. He had girlfriends when at school, but increasing personal difficulties led him to take his own life in his early twenties.

Later, when I learned from a reliable source that he "felt like a woman in a man's body", it made a great deal of sense - as he always seemed exceedingly 'feminine' - but never camp or effeminate.

I still wish that I could have known him/her? better, and could have been a friend at a time of need.