It took a long time before I could even let the thoughts pass out of my mind and speak them in therapy. I was diagnosed with severe depression long before I had admitted to anyone I had the thoughts myself. I had a head honcho psychiatrist whom I trusted so I thought I was dealing with things, but ... it was not good enough. Unfortunately my inability to hide my feelings was disturbing for my daughter. My step daughter just wiped off both her mothers as mad.
As an adult she said to me by the time she was in grade 5 she was worried a lot of the time that she would come home from school to find me dead. I never spoke of it directly to her as the father did in the article, but because of the other deaths, she put 2 + 2 together. She was 8 when my brother died and went to his funeral. So she knew about the concept very young.
There were a few family therapy sessions. It just wasnt enough to process the events. She is an extraordinary woman now and I am finally accepting that it is all too painful, and as she is doing well its best not to open wounds. I know that I did my best to see she had a good start so some of that success is due to my parenting, and a great deal of it is her determination to grab life with both hands and make the most of it.
My son's experience is quite different as he was much younger 3 and didnt have memory of my brother or the event.
I also know a man whose father suicided when he was about 8, and he just wrote him off as an alcoholic and better off that way. People are so different in how they experience it.