Woof I do feel for you and your family. It is a very hard thing to come to terms with.
My brother committed suicide 7 years ago.
Looking from the outside anyone would have thought he had everything going for him: Oxbridge graduate, 2 novels published, one a prize winner, (they were not bestsellers by any means, but still...) and a talented pianist. Other people thought very highly of him.
But. He felt worthless and a fraud and had felt that way for years. He had suffered from depression since before leaving school and had years of therapy.
One afternoon he must have thought he couldn't take any more and decided to end it. On a different day he might have gone out and had a few drinks and felt better. If someone had called him he might have paused and changed his mind. Who knows?
I don't feel that he was selfish. I have no idea what demons he was battling. I never had to live his life or feel his pain. I would not have wanted him to carry on living if he felt that he couldn't bear it.
It doesn't alter the fact that we all miss him and wish he had felt able to go on living. But I want to remember the good times we had and not spend years blaming him because he felt that his only option was to die.
It's taken me ages to type this. Sorry if the thread has moved on.