Retired: Went to docs
(BHC AZ USA)
When I lost my job in 2009 (I had just turned 58) I went into a terrific stupor. I was let go for good reason, I just wasn't guilty.
At the time jobs were hard to find for the lazy, so, believe it or not, I was framed, written up and let go.
Anyhow, I guess I should take time now to explain my position. I have not been awarded alot of education for the fact that I have wandered all of my life (alone and dreaming). So I have worked menial jobs my whole life. AND LOVED THEM ALL. I was so close to the basics I didn't mind anything else.
Anyway, I couldn't find or get ahold of another job for almost a year, lost EVERYTHING, ended up in a homeless shelter and looked high and low plus tried the different programs etc. I was not able to get into anything.
I finally broke down and went to mental health and have been there ever since. I have my problems, but only ones brought on by myself and I now have people to help me understand what I have missed all these years.
They are the greatest. And so are all of you out there. Keep your hopes, dreams and attitudes to yourself and share only a smile, but NEVER get down alone.