Suicide is complete torture. I am not trying to minimize anyone's pain by this post. There are people who die in accidents, well, it was an accident, people who die of medical issues, you have time to say goodbye. People who die of health problems, you have something to blame. - So many other ways, but suicide is completely different. Suicide, it is nothing but guilt, blame, what if's, trying to understand, trying to relate. A never ending circle of complete mental torture. They transfer the pain off of their shoulders and you carry the burden until you die. You now have to live with the pain. It is so unfair. You beg, you plead. There are so many emotions that I honestly think there aren't even names for. - Oh well, there is nothing you could have done.. It wasn't you, it was him.. That is like hearing those bad break up stories, I'm breaking up with you, it's not you, it is me. No, it doesn't make you feel any better. Seems like a lame excuse. Even if you logically KNOW that you couldn't prevent it and that it was the other person, emotionally is something completely different. I can't bring myself to tell people that he committed suicide. I am too ashamed. I feel as though it taints his wonderful character and I can't imagine what people will assume of me. I assume they think, how did you not know, what did you do, I wasn't good enough. A million and one awful thoughts. It is a burden I will have to carry forever.