This is a good time to look back on the opening post to this thread.
That post speaks of a blood relative "operatically" dropping hints that they don't know if they can live with it any more.

That relative was my mother, who died in April.
She died in memory care, with my siblings in attendance.
So there was no suicide attempt;
she saw her life through, one way or another, to its natural end.

I might have known that those melodramatic hints amounted to so little.
From some people, hints of being unable to live with it any longer are serious affairs and cause for concern.
But in her case, it was business as usual, I'm afraid.

In fact, whenever she threatened something in anger or in tears,
the thing she threatened never came to pass,
whether it was a bad thing or otherwise.
Her volatile emotions would rage through her and consume her, temporarily,
and then she would snap out of it and forget everything she had said.

So in a way this thread has arrived at some conclusion,
since, as I say,
the troubled relative saw their life through to its natural end.

The drug-using relative is still alive and kicking, though.
And I'm still in residential treatment.
So the work, and the struggle, go on.