When I was 15, my mother killed herself (cue jokes about how unbearable of a child I must've been to drive her to do such a thing).
She struggled through years of substance abuse, pain/trauma numbing coping mechanisms, and finally she ended it when it all just became too heavy for her to carry on.
She had a fairly messed up life, molested as a child, had a dad who abandoned her and a mom who became an alcoholic herself, resulting in her grandparents having to acquire custody of her and her siblings.
I was angry and struggled with feelings of abandonment for years. It's been over 2 decades.
Ultimately, with enough time passing and enough dark nights of the soul, the process of grieving truly does work itself out.
I now choose to live my life with my cumulative experiences prompting me to cultivate a sense of resilience, faith, and responsibility.
I'm a better man because of what I've experienced - suffering. I'm a better man because people I've loved have suffered.
I forgive them for the harm they caused as a consequence of their decisions and see it as a calling to help others who are grappling with similar issues.
There is profound darkness in the world; sadness, loneliness, anger, depression, sickness - sin.
God has imbued each of us with the remarkable power to choose if we will be tempted by those dark forces and submit our lives to them - or if we will turn to Him for salvation and reprieve. I genuinely pray more people choose the latter.