When I attempted and almost succeeded, my counselor (in IOP that I was in/out of for years so basically therapy for me because none of my therapists gave a shyt) said she was wicked scared, gave me a hug, and said she was glad I'm still here and then we had an extensive talk about what else I could be doing to prevent something like that from happening again.

I'm sure it's because we got along well and had an extensive past that she seemed to have genuinely cared, but I'm sure even with the new clients that they're possibly not particularly fond of, there's got to be some sort of feeling of responsibility or loss.