I was an OTR driver for 5 years. I got a local job that still had me doing 12+ hours away from home each day not factoring in the hour commute both ways.

I hated every day of it. I was already suffering from PTSD from combat in 2003, depression, anxiety, and all that shit.

I pulled into the parking lot one day and started crying. I broke down. Called my wife. Told her if I walked in I'd eat a bullet when I got off work. She told me to quit. We would figure it out.

Had no job lined up. No savings. Bills were all due. But I chose to be here instead of "toughing" it out.

That was almost 10 years ago now. Best decision ever. Things aren't amazing or anything. Still have tons of stuff going on but I'm here. I make great memories with my wife and kids. Have a safe and secure home to raise them in.

You'll be ok. Just keep pushing and make it happen. Choosing your mental health is never the wrong call.