Sad but interesting piece just yesterday about a family totally bewildered by a loved ones suicide.
Owen Paterson on the agony of his wife's suicide: 'It's horrifying to think she was suffering so badly without us knowing'
Personally, and sadly, I think suicide is a very possible scenario with Esther.
In the interview with their college that I posted the other day, it was revealed by Dan that Esther has wanted to live this itinerant lifestyle since college. She pursued numerous degrees but I haven’t found any reference to a job, rather than a brief stint at “personal training.”
She excelled as a student but is there anything we can find that she was ever able to function among other working people in a job? I know a few people who seem to find endless pursuit of degrees in Academia...some sort of refuge from the world. I don’t know if this is fair to say about Esther, it’s just an opinion...but these prestigious degrees that she earned, seem to have been of no use outside of a FB introduction.
Bullying has been mentioned by her on her FB, and I wonder what damage it did and whether she has tried to create a tiny protective circle with just Dan...away from the world at large. Always moving, high in remote places, inaccessible. Only Esther chooses who gets near her.
I sense, IMO, a woman who is not only escaping from the material world, but also any requirement of responsibility. IMO I do not find this romantic...I find it rather disturbing. IMO, there is more here than occasional depression. I think that lovely bright smile deceives us.
IMO, years had passed, money was tight, and now Dan, the sensible one, may have told her itwas time to start earning money again. Time to re-enter reality, take on responsibility. This might have been more threatening to Esther than anyone realized. Staying in the mountains forever might have been her solution. I hope not, just guessing, but we certainly can’t dismiss the possibility.
Reading the Telegraph article about the wonderful privileged life Owen Paterson’s wife had...and the exciting, adventurous life Esther was living, I thought of the poem ‘Richard Corey” about a much envied gentleman being observed daily by those with much less...
“So on we worked, and waited for the light...and went without the meat...and cursed the bread.
And Richard Corey, one calm summer night...went home and put a bullet through his head.”