I found my mother's suicide note three days ago and I can't decide whether reading it will help me understand or destroy me further, but not reading it feels like abandoning her final words.
More people experience this than they realize.
The last communications of those who chose death carry both the promise of explanation and the threat of unbearable revelation.
“Where Are You with Grief as spiritual practice?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.