There are people who need you. The people who love you would never "get over" your death. This is an idea I struggle with too. Let me see if the analogy I came up with for myself can help you too.

I likened a loved on committing suicide to breaking a leg. At first, the pain is unbearable, and suddenly you can't walk at all. This would be after the loved one died and the emotional turmoil completely incapacitates you. Then you eventually can walk with crutches. This is the equivalent to starting to get back into life, but needing extra help since you're still shaken up about what happened. Then, at long last, you can walk on your leg again. This is what you might call "getting over" the death.

But it doesn't end there. The leg didn't heal quite right. How could it, when someone you love has killed themselves? You don't usually feel it and most of the time you can function normally, but sometimes, you step wrong, or overexert yourself, and a sharp wave of pain shoots from your leg up through your spine, reaching all the way to your neck. You stop and gasp for a moment before shaking it off and continuing on. This is like being able to function normally again after your loved one's death, but then every once in a while, remembering. Some little thing that triggers the memory of the one they loved. And in that moment, all the pain from the injury comes back. Most of the time, you can function fine. Occasionally however, you are incapacitated, because no matter how much you may try to "get over" it, you know you'll never be able to truly forget.

People recover from a loved one's death. People even recover from a loved one's suicide. But I don't think they recover flawlessly. And I think that fact is very important.