Whirlwind of Kleenex

I had to read this book for homework over the summer, in preperation for Honors 10 english. I don't recommend it. While it is very well written and makes you think a lot (even though it is deceptively simple) I just hate books where the main character kills him/herself at the end (the only exception being Romeo and Juliet). I don't just hate it, I absolutely loathe it. It's depressing for one thing, and it leaves you with a sense of darkness. Also because you know they didn't go to heaven- even though it's a book. A suicide is so selfish, just giving up without a fight. And in this case- she kills herself because the object of her extra-marital love leaves her before they can have an affair- its maddening, because she was doing wrong in the first place, and she kills herself because the guy did the right thing. I don't like the message of this book, and I don't like the title. Because its not about us! Our lives are not our own! We belong completely to God. So try that, Kate Chopin.