Suicide
- perhaps the
most misunderstood of all diseases
by Fr. Ron Rolheiser
Death is always painful, but
its pains are compounded considerably if its cause is suicide. When a suicide
occurs, we aren’t just left with the loss of a person, we’re also left with a
legacy of anger, second-guessing, and fearful anxiety.
So each year I write a column
on suicide, hoping that it might help produce more understanding around the
issue and, in a small way perhaps, offer some consolation to those who have
lost a loved one to this dreadful disease. Essentially, I say the same things
each year because they need to be said. As Margaret Atwood once put it, some
things need to be said and said and said again, until they don’t need to be
said any more. That’s true of suicide.
What needs to be said, and
said again, about it?
First of all that it’s a
disease and perhaps the most misunderstood of all diseases.
We tend to think that if a
death is self-inflicted it is voluntary in a way that death through physical
illness or accident is not. For most suicides, this isn’t true. A person who falls victim to suicide dies, as does the victim of a
terminal illness or fatal accident, not by his or her own choice. When people
die from heart attacks, strokes, cancer, AIDS, and accidents, they die of
against their will. The same is true suicide, except that in the case of
suicide the breakdown is emotional rather than physical - an emotional stroke,
an emotional cancer, a breakdown of the emotional immune-system, an emotional
fatality.
This is not an analogy. The
two kinds of heart attacks, strokes, cancers, breakdowns of the immune-system,
and fatal accidents, are identical in that, in neither case, is the person
leaving this world on the basis of a voluntary decision of his or her own will.
In both cases, he or she is taken out of life against his or her own will.
That’s why we speak of someone as a “victim” of suicide.
Given this fact, we should
not worry unduly about the eternal salvation of a suicide victim, believing (as
we used to) that suicide is always an act of ultimate despair. God is
infinitely more understanding than we are and God’s hands are infinitely safer
and more gentle than our own. Imagine a loving mother having just given birth,
welcoming her child onto her breast for the first time. That, I believe, is the
best image we have available to understand how a suicide victim (most often an
overly sensitive soul) is received into the next life.
Again, this isn’t an analogy.
God is infinitely more understanding, loving, and motherly than any mother on
earth. We need not worry about the fate of anyone, no matter the cause of
death, who exits this world honest, over-sensitive, gentle, over-wrought, and
emotionally-crushed. God’s understanding and compassion exceed our own.
Knowing all of this however,
doesn’t necessarily take away our pain (and anger) at losing someone to
suicide. Faith and understanding aren’t meant to take our pain away but to give
us hope, vision, and support as we walk within it.
Finally, we should not unduly
second-guess when we lose a loved one to suicide: “What might I have done?
Where did I let this person down? If only I had been there? What if ...?” It
can be too easy to be haunted with the thought: “If only I’d been there at the
right time.” Rarely would this have made
a difference. Indeed, most of the time, we weren’t there for the exact reason
that the person who fell victim to this disease did not want us to be there. He
or she picked the moment, the spot, and the means precisely so that we wouldn’t
be there. Perhaps it’s more accurate to say that suicide is a disease that
picks its victim precisely in such a way so as to exclude others and their
attentiveness. This should not be an excuse for insensitivity, especially
towards those suffering from dangerous depression, but it should be a healthy
check against false guilt and fruitless second-guessing.
We’re human beings, not God.
People die of illness and accidents all the time and all the love and
attentiveness in the world often cannot prevent a loved one from dying. Suicide
is a sickness. There are some sicknesses that all the care and love in the
world cannot cure.
A proper human and faith
response to suicide should not be horror, fear for the victim’s eternal
salvation, or guilty second-guessing about how we failed this person. Suicide
is indeed a horrible way to die, but we must understand it (at least in most
cases) as a sickness, a disease, an illness, a tragic breakdown within the
emotional immune-system. And then we must trust, in God’s goodness, God’s
understanding, God’s power to descend into hell, and God’s power to redeem all
things, even death, even death by suicide.
Oblate Father Ron Rolheiser
is a theologian, teacher, and award-winning author. He currently serves his
religious community, The Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate, as the General
Councilor for Canada, with offices in Toronto and Rome. He can be contacted through his website www.ronrolheiser.com.