Within a period of four months I lost my job (12 year tenure) and separated from my wife (13 years) all while in midst of suffering from a long term depression that I’ve held for as long as I can remember. Living in Sydney (one of the world’s most expensive cities), I felt suddenly felt very vulnerable and fears of both literal and metaphorical homelessness permeated my consciousness like a dense fog.
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