And hug someone you love. And tell them you love them.
My aunt's husband of less than four years committed suicide this week by taking a one-way hike up a mountain. The last memory she has of him is a big fight, and him leaving and threatening to kill himself.
Clearly most of us aren't on the edge like that, but STILL. Fights and anger are temporary. Let your loved ones know how you feel, because we never know what will happen next.
PS What makes me really fucking mad are all of these know-it-all readers who have posted on articles that my uncle "was an idiot" to go hiking without overnight gear. You dumbfucks. He didn't go on a hike. He was suicidally depressed and didn't plan on coming back. I wish you'd realize how fucking painful these comments are.