Throw away for obvious reasons.
I work onsite, far away from home, in what could generously be termed a prison camp. I've been deemed unfit for work there past two weeks because I was foolish enough to admit I had mental health issues wrt to going to site.
Today I found out that one of my co-workers killed himself in his room. He was early thirties, a nice person. He had a wife and friends. He shouldn't have been in the position where his only choice was to kill himself alone in a horrible little room. I had to find this information out myself, no one was going to tell me.
I've been crying all day. What's the point in any of this. We feel all smug and like we've grown and achieved something better in the past century but people are still destroying their bodies and minds for multi billion dollar companies.
I'm supposed to to go to work on Monday and pretend this didn't happen.