Six to eight weeks ago, the speaker hit a suicidal crisis sitting on his bed, convinced life wasn't worth living. He called his wife and a close friend instead of staying alone. He talks about dropping the "Captain Resilience" act and why asking for help matters.
Fast forward to about 6 or 8 weeks ago, totally suicidal, man. I'm sitting on the edge of my bed going, it's not worth it, man. This is just not— yeah, aware that I'm talking in depressed suicidal thoughts, aware enough because I've put so much time into my toolbox and vulnerable enough to reach over and tap my wife and say, I'm in a really bad place. Mm-hmm. I've got to go talk to a mate about this. And here I am, I'm Captain Resilience, Captain, Captain Doctor Got His Shit Together guy. Dude, this was like 8 weeks, 8 weeks ago.
