'The last conversation I had with my 16-year-old daughter was a screaming row'

ok.co.uk:

It was an almighty row. Brewing for months, and ending with my furious 16-year-old daughter yelling, “You’ve f**ked up my life and you’ve f**ked up my friendships.

I can’t live like this, Mum, don’t make me do this!” Then she slammed her bedroom door in my face.The date was 10 October, 2005, and it was the last time I saw my daughter alive.

Within half an hour of our argument, on that clear, blue-sky day, my beautiful, much-loved teenager went into her en-suite bathroom and took her own life.

Her death was the most shattering thing a mother can possibly endure. And it very nearly broke me. Jenny was my third child and my first longed-for girl.