I told my counsellor about my suicide note; I brought it into an appointment, and she read it, and she said, "It is beautifully written."

It is beautifully written.

That was the reaction I got from handing over something that would be my last words to the world, and now I've gone to get help from anybody.
My counsellor now won't give me any reason as to why she cannot see me anymore. I reach out and tell her that they have closed my case and that they can no longer help me, and that was it. That was the end of that conversation, that was the end of my...