Well....let me see...I have never recovered from my childhood. My parents abused me physically and emotionally. On top of it, they had their own problems that they tried to solve during drunken nighttime fights. The only reason why they didn't kill each other is because I was there playing a cop. That leads to another problem-insomnia. I can go on for 3 days without a sleep. But of course, I wouldn't call it living, more like zombie like existence. But what really did it for me was my divorce. I was discarded like a piece of trash when my ex met "the love is his life", who was only 20 at that time (I was 44). Due to divorce. I lost everything. I had to leave the country that I loved. I lost my home, my car, my business, my friends. I was put on the plane with 2 cats and shipped to my country where I haven't lived for 17 years. Got together with my parents, only to find out that they are still the same abusive creatures and nothing has changed with them. So yeah, life really does suck, no matter how hard you try. Now I'm all alone, no family, no friends, no money. So suicide seems very reasonable to me, as there is nothing to live for anymore. I'm not even upset anymore, I just don't feel anything.