I was working when this happened just got a promotion. My boss an insensitive cow just loaded me up with more n more work then one morning I’d been to my son’s school to try and talk to him… I was 20 min late I was crying quite the mess infact she went ballistic at me I picked her up by her shirt but fell short of thumping her one… I turned around and left job gone did I care no I went back to my 2 bedroom flat and didn’t come out for 7 weeks. I had a few jobs after that one but they all had to endure seeing me attempt to destroy myself. I can’t live without them and to this very day I still believe that. I exist I don’t live… I live in community housing which I’m grateful for and I don’t leave to go out I’m just a person who is so dead on the inside I can’t be around people.