Your entire life being ripped away from you in an instant, and I wouldn t wish that upon my worst enemy.. Everything I held dearest was ripped away from me in a split second. And I dont mean material at all, I mean everything that makes a home a home. Ive been going through depression trying so hard to hold on to dear life to it through all the challenges that came after, including a demnading job and pandemic, everything everything else. My home, the family I built the home I built,, was my haven was my life my happiness... There comes a point where you just have nothing left inside you to go on ,holding on. You feel dead inside. At least the one thing I can at least attempt to keep trying to hold on to is my will to live