It was the worst night of my life.
I had just learned that my (now-ex) Filipino wife had cheated on me with another man. My God, I thought, it's the end of the world. And as I shuffled along the dark sidewalks of our California neighborhood, I honestly felt like throwing myself in front of an oncoming car. So I called a suicide prevention hotline to get some help.
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