Yes, I'm always interested in suicides, celebrity or not. I wonder about what sick torments and tragedies lead different people to make the choice to ctb, and the differing methods they decide to use. I compare myself to them and wonder what they would have thought about my motivations, while also considering how much their reasons for doing it affect me in my life. I envy them for having succeeded with it while I'm still here languishing in this broken world. I try to imagine how desperate, how despondent they were in their final moments while preparing for the act, and it reinforces my hatred for this existence for how unrelentingly cruel it can be.