Suicide? Really?

This is in reference to Chopin's story "The Awakening". Mrs Pontellier in the story ends up killing herself because of thinks she obviously couldn't deal with in a mature manner. Suicide is one hell of a sad way to go out. I understand that Mrs Pontellier had many different thoughts and emotions going through her head all at once. I also understand that she felt lost inside because she was experiencing thoughts that would have been frowned upon during her time. She had never gone swimming until this time in her life. I think the fact that she taught herself, and forced herself to go swimming to try experiencing something new. It was her way of coping with new ideas. Unfortunately she chose that as a way to commit suicide. I'm willing to bet that once she was out to far, she began to regret what she had done. The three to four minutes that it would have taken her to drown must have felt like an eternity. I'm sure during that time she had wished she wouldn't have made such a dumb choice, but it was too late. She wouldn't have been able to avoid a rip-current being inexperienced in swimming. What a sorry way to go out!