Because I lost my fucking mind. Years spent fighting at the coal face, managing to pull out miracle after miracle. Being told to do 6 weeks of work in the nex

Because I lost my fucking mind. Years spent fighting at the coal face, managing to pull out miracle after miracle. Being told to do 6 weeks of work in the next month, and still getting it done. Requesting that next time, I get more warning, being told "that's perfectly reasonable" only to be shat on again and again. Never being listened to, and being driven to such depths of feelings of worthlessness that I needed to leave before it drove me to suicide (and even then I came too damned close). What do I do now? I'm an unemployed homeless man that leaves snarky comments on the internet, as I try to drag myself back to humanity (knowing that even if I do, I can't even get as far as a technical interview).