A next door neighbour I had a few years back was a single mum with 2 daughters. One of the daughters was a teenager and one was working age a few years older than the teen but still a young woman. (Just to set the tone, I'm the kind of neighbour who literally waves and says hi the odd time).Anyway im outside the front trimming the hedges when I see the older daughter pushing the mum into the house in a wheelchair. So I say is your mum OK? Thinking she'd had an accident and broken a leg or something and the daughter replies. No ... then proceeds to tell me that the mum was walking with the younger daughter and had jumped off a bridge near our houses intending to commit suicide. What actually happened was the mum jumped but didn't die and sustained serious injuries leaving her partially paralysed. So not only was the younger daughter traumatised beyond repair (future encounters with her showed me this) the older daughter became full time care for mum and teenage sister while working all hours to provide for her family.
Also whatever terrible situation the mum found herself in to commit the act in the first place were multiplied by 100 as now she had to go through multiple surgeries is confined to a wheelchair. Has to witness the struggle of the children she thought she'd never have to face again. And is presumably in pain or suffered pain.
Moral of the story?
Life's a bitch and then you almost die but make it worse