I look at my life at this point in time and think what was the point. I have failed as a person, husband and a friend. My mortgage payment went up another 45.00 per month which puts even more stress on me. I am afraid I will lose my home. My wife is distant, no friends. The most simple daily tasks cannot be completed. My appearance has gone to hell. I am losing weight and feel sick most times. Is this living or existing? I think of this as just purgatory. I am already dead on the inside, I just have not laid down.