I'm not entirely sure why I feel this way. Every two months or so something terrible happens. This time I might of hit bottom. I don't want to be in the hospital, and I can't be without my license either. In a nutshell the following has taken place in 18 months: Discovered my husband having a texting relationship but once that stopped I kept finding charges on the bank account. Adult websites. After, a good friend announces she's moving and maybe a month later, another close friend. After, my grandmother fell ill and spent 1.5 weeks in the hospital dying. I was with her most of the time and its something I would never change. Right after was the tipping point. Discovered my child was sexually assaulted at the community center along with 7 others. My husband wanting to deny anything happened leaving me to head this war alone. Then not too long after was in a vehicle accident. And hit a child. I developed gallstones from the stress and required surgery and 1 night stay. The triggers were horrible. Then my cherished coworker tells me she gave her notice of retirement. The same night, I flipped my car. I walked away with a superficial bruise and thats it. But I was literally delirious blaming the bad parts for wanting to kill us. I'm still convinced. I blacked out. Bad this time. But I don't want things taken away either. She's been so nice dealing with my hell called life. We're going to loose it if and when we tell her....