Just Finished Anna Karenina

*Spoiler Alert* if you haven't read the book disregard this post!!

I just finished Anna Karenina. The ending really f*cked with me. Not the end of Levin's Story, but of Anna's. I've struggled with dark thoughts all my life and was expecting that Anna's would end up as nothing more than a cry for help. I was expecting a happy resolution to her despair... The fact that she actually did it - and in such a graphic way - hit me like a ton of bricks. Perhaps it's because I've known people who've taken their lives, or because I've thought about it so much myself that I could deeply empathize with her pain, but when I read that passage, I broke down into sobs. I felt as though I'd lost a part of myself. I also felt really proud of myself that in spite of the suffering I've experienced, I've chosen to live, to the best of my ability. I'm not looking for consolation. I just wanted to share the fact that this book has left an indelible mark on my soul. Can anyone relate?