hell no, it began when I lost my job, my boss gave me a letter that morning saying 'Henry, you have got a mail' I got sacked.. within a day I was down, feeling like my whole world was crashing at my feet, I couldn't cry or scream, I was tough as a concrete, but inside me I could be blown away like a Chinese tofu...my relationship was complicated, I couldn't even make meaning to it, my girl left me after a week, I was just getting ready to break the box of joblessness, then I became weak after this, I was hurt by the firm and my fiance, I had to let everything go, so I gathered every momentum I had left, I stroll to the next street, thing are meant to change, the atmosphere got tense around me, I called my dad, told him about my job loss, he wasn't sorry, he asked if I am still alive I said yes, so he said I should keep hope alive, I couldn't rattle back, I had to pick myself up, never letting it to cloud my sense of reasoning. I was raked through, ripped off and got new budding at the my branches, I talked with friends at their leisure, when they wonder my two losses, I was considered epitome of strength..