i must be immortal.  for i have lived a thousand years and died ten thousand times.

puked in city streets, collapsed in public, literally shit myself and experienced whatever other social nightmare imaginable.  there is nothing else soul-destroying that i haven't bared.

my career destroyed, i'm considered totally unemployable and have been labeled worthless.

i've lost my home, new car, all finances and every belonging i've ever owned.  i now owe more money than the average person earns per annum and receive nothing in benefits or income.

the phone rang silent, friends stopped visiting and my social circle evaporated.  then my spouse left me, taking my little son.

everything i had is gone, everything i've learnt is meaningless, everything i've done is wasted and every memory i've experienced has been utterly pointless.

emotionally raped by anxiety disorder and panic attacks.

this is my story..