Back in 2008, I had a breakdown.
Some people call it a dark night of the soul. I would call it my dark, dreadful decade of the soul. My husband and I were having serious relationship issues, we had two young kids, we had a family health crisis to deal with, and I witnessed a unspeakable tragedy in our neighborhood. I'll spare you the gory details. The last ingredient, in the toxic elixir, was we were on the brink of financial ruin, due to the 2008 recession.
I felt like I was barely holding on by the tips of my finger nails, while the seams of my sanity were unraveling by the minute. What eventually happened was I collapsed. When I say collapsed I mean, can't get off the couch, barely any energy to walk to the kitchen and back. I completely went dark. I had a mental, emotional and physical breakdown that took me on a scary ride aboard a freight train careening out of control. I was on that train for about 4 years.