Just got some interesting intell from a conversation with H over the phone.
He'd rung to ask (as he does every day) what time he could collect the kids from school.
I told him that i'd just heard some terrible news - a friend had lost her BFF to suicide. Our friend was godmother to this woman's 11-year-old S.
The dead woman's H and S found her in their garage.
So profoundly sad.
When I told my H that the woman had done it because of gambling debts and said something like "as if money could ever be that important", my H reacted with:
"It's not the money, it's the judgement that other people put on you. That's what does it".
He was talking about himself. And, I presume, about the judgement he felt from me over being a failure and losing all of our money.
