Mystical,
I don't know if this is what happens to most suicides or just the few I have retrieved.  The first was someone I knew, and I went looking for him.  I found the soul in a very dark place.  When I found him, it looked like he was curled up tight under a streetlight on a very dark street.  As I approached, he showed me fear.  (I see fear as a wolf head full of teeth).  I give a lot of pure unconditional love.  All the retrievals get it, but especially suicides as they are suffering emotionally to a great extent usually loneliness and fear.  I try to reassure them they are loved by The Source and by myself.  Sometimes it takes quite a bit of time and repeating it over and over.  Trying to get them over what they are thinking can be very difficult at times.  It is they who are creating their situation.  I'm trying to bring them out of it.  Just like here, even with p u l, it doesn't always work.  Another try may be needed with more helpers giving love.

I don't get many suicides as I have a hard time not thinking what a waste of life.  It is not for me to judge, and I try very hard never to go there in my thoughts.  It is something I have to work on here in my every day life.  I really try to keep in mind that it is not my job and that is not the reason I'm there.

I hope this answers one of your questions.
T'ressa

I believe that sometimes people make it to a kind of rehab place where they can heal from the pain. I had a visual of someone in such a place a long time ago while checking on someone's family member. It was a lovely place, and there were caretakers there. I was not allowed near the person, only met at the facility, and only allowed to see him in a setting that had meaning for the person's family member when I told him. Otherwise, I don't know.

Oh, yes, it does. And those places are available to us also, but on a more individual basis, and we can access them by meditating, which provides moments of clarity.

I remember the glass wall that I looked through and that I could see this individual sitting on the bank of a flowing creek. It was really idyllic, because I was inside, but he was outside in a natural setting, healing. No one was bothering him.

That setting had particular meaning to the family member with which I was trying to do my experimental communication.

The guide with me was kind, and I knew there were rooms above me, levels above me. It was bright, clear, spacious, no real walls. Only a deep respect for that person.

I will never forget it.