I’ve always relied on my career to see me through the rough or scary times for the first twenty five years of my adult life.
Outside I showed every bit of career brilliance yet inside I wanted to die. This is not a euphemism. I truly wanted to die though never acted on it. And Inside, I resigned myself to living with the darkness and pain.
One day, in my forties, while working as a marketing director, I had just closed a significant contract. After celebrating with my staff, while on my commute home, I grappled with how to end my emotional pain.
As I got closer to home, I thought, “This is not a normal response!”
I made the choice to call a crisis hot line. This s...