I lost my mother to suicide 4 years ago. My stepum's sister killed herself a year ago. A friend of mine with a young daughter killed herself last month.
I grieved my mother very painfully and still do (I consider it 'complicated grief' I think is the technical term) and both the subsequent suicides in my life have triggered that badly (as well as being desperately sad in their own right).
I'm struggling to think about anything else. I feel like I have to Do Something, whist in my heart knowing that if someone wants to die there is very little anyone can really do (accepting this was a pretty major step in beginning to recover from my mother's death and letting go of the dreadful guilt and responsibility I felt). I respect people's right to end their own lives, in principle. But it is such a devastating way to lose somebody. I'm obsessing about my friend's child (who I never met as she lived in another country) and how she must be feeling, which I'm aware is at least partly covert self-pity masquerading as concern.
So I'm wondering if there is a positive way I can get out of this spiral by 'doing something' for those contemplating suicide, by volunteering for the Samaritans.
However I feel given I am so obviously emotionally wrought about the subject, is it a terrible idea? Could I end up doing far more harm than good (to myself and more importantly, vulnerable people looking for the right help at the right time)?