Hi all, Right now I feel like a fraud. You know the public face that is a lie and the private face that is the truth. The lie is that I've got all my stuff together and I'm this competent mental health professional, yup I work in the field. Yet, the truth is that I'm emotionally exhausted. I've moved over 2500 kilometres from a part of the country where I've lived for over 40 years, to be finally near my brother and family, wanting to be a part of his family, have us as a family. Yet, I might as well not be here. I am lonely to be honest, which I didn't expect totally - at least not from my brother. I'm exhausted from work and just the way life has been over the last five years. I feel I could take a month off from and that wouldn't be enough. To be fair, it's been a long two weeks. I don't have plans and I don't have means, but I'm in a dark place, but no where near as dark as I was at 14 - 37 years ago. I guess just to be here ie thinking about exit stage left is worrying for me.