In the immediate days before I lost my home March 22nd (I had to sell it as the result of a relationship coming apart, but that didn't make it any easier), I was seriously suicidal.

Not just having thoughts, but taking actions and staring at the equipment that would have ended it all.

No wonder you are in tears at work. It is hard to carry on at a time like this.

I am intrigued by your mention that you were jovial with your T.

I am like this, too. I pretend that everything is OK -- it's not even pretending, I just have that facade. Then I go home and weep.

I am sorry that this is happening to you. What can I do to help?

Hugs, hugs.