I have been very affected by this story. It resonates with me so much.
My beloved oldest daughter died, entirely unexpectedly, last October. I have been demented with shock and grief at the loss of her; unable to work, or eat solid food, or leave the house.
I had acute suicidal ideation in the first few days and only the fact I have 2 younger children (aged 21 and 14) kept me from jumping from a high bridge that’s near us.
I have been having therapy since January. It’s not made much difference.
The awful thing is there are days I resent my other 2 children because I feel tethered to this world by their need of me. I love them with all my heart, but I am in so much pain that each day is unbearable. Yet I cannot leave them; particularly my 21 year old daughter who has lost not only her sister but her best friend.
I know without any doubt that, despite the fact I have a husband and a father who love me dearly, I would have absolutely taken my life after the death of my precious daughter, but for my other children.
To me, Wendy Duffy’s actions seem entirely “normal”. As in I cannot imagine any other response to such a loss if there are no other children that have to be considered. I am a bit ashamed to say that a large part of me envies Wendy Duffy’s freedom to make the choice she did.