Suicide almost always leaves shipwrecked survivors in its wake, feeling as though there were something else they could have done, should have done, to keep the one they loved alive. “If only I’d said this, if only I’d done that…What did we miss, how did we fail?” In those first awful days, there’s nothing anyone can say or do to ease that kind of sorrow, and any suggestion that it was “inevitable” gets pushed away.
