Damn right. I have seemingly everything. An airplane, a boat, 5 cars, 2 houses, a great income, and a beautiful wife and kids. Fuck yeah! I got it ALL man, won at life eh?

About 6 months ago my wife walks into the bedroom late, she was with our young daughter upstairs, thought she was just going to sleep up there. Anyways I have a .45 Colt Commander in my hand checking ammo as she walks in. I was about to walk into our beautiful Italian marbled shower and blow my brains out.

That was a wake up call for everyone.

I found help, I feel like living now mostly. It's hard being "the most capable" and confessing depression.

If you think you need help, find it, it's so well worth it. I see sunshine now.