The best way to prevent suicides is to ignore them when they happen. The second best way is to mock them. The absolute worst way is to treat them like sympathetic victims.
The ideal outcome would be that people stop associating trannies with suicide. There's a tragic mystique in being too weird to live in your own body and dying young; there's no mystique in being a loser eunuch with a fetish that has to dilate every day for the rest of his long, miserable life. But until trannies stop killing themselves, countersignaling their woe-is-me bullshit by griddying on their graves and scattering printouts of cartoons is a good and charitable means of saving lives.
