I know suicidal ideation too. For 55 years, since I was 12. I’m good now but for most of my life, all I wanted was a way out of the pain. I wrote that note, that one, about 15 years ago. My son found me in time. It was a miracle. But anyways, I’ll share something that happened when my kids were about 11, 9, 7 & 6. I was in therapy, trying to work all day and come home to take care of the kids. It seemed brutal at the time. I mentioned in to my therapist that I’d always wondered why mothers kill their children and I had finally understood, not wanting to leave children behind. Not that I had any thoughts of it and we went onto another topic. The next morning, she called me before work just to make sure everything was okay. She said she didn’t sleep all night because she started thinking about what I had said and got worried. It never came up again. Thinking back, I guess i had to be really in bad shape even consider justification for suicide/murder. Or trying to get in someone else’s headspace and be sympathetic. I’m embarrassed but it’s just us right? We can talk.