My extended family has had its share of hard things to deal with, but as far as I know, never a suicide. Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain were celebrities, people who appeared to have unlimited public success. Both had young children who will be affected forever by the manner of these deaths.
Here, by the daughter of a man who killed himself, is a raw first person account of what suicide does to those who remain.
I’m not a fashionista, and have never owned a Kate Spade handbag. I didn’t usually watch Bourdain’s CNN show, Parts Unknown. But I feel surprisingly sad. Among the many reflections on these deaths is one in the New Yorker by Andrew Solomon. Perceptively, Solomon says “…the gap between public triumph and private despair is treacherous.”