As someone who has coonsidered suicide, honestly who is finding you isn't the least bit concerning. The idea thta people might think I was sending some final "screw you" to my husband/partner/lover/best friend, or that it was because of some perceived slight on his part, and not severe mental illness is beyond my realm of imagination and honestly make me physically ill to think about. When in the grips of such severe mental illness there is absolutely no thought to who would have found me, or the toll it took on them. In my mind, i was doing him a favour. I was helping him. The idea that people would assign evil, selfish motives to that instead of that I was SICK is so sad to me.