The night before, Dave was getting his tax papers together for the accountant. He was late, very late with the taxes. This was his secret. And he had been carrying it for awhile, alone. Financial issues like this set the stage for attempts in the past, so it should not be a surprise that Dave made a gesture. Nothing life threatening but it’s a red flag. (I didn’t know about the delayed filing of the taxes at the time, but it makes sense, if he was struggling with that, no wonder he was so sensitive as he was already spinning negative thoughts that can lead him down dark paths).
Seeing him make a gesture, flooded me with my own fears and put me Continue reading