I in fact did not get the job. That phone call telling me that they had decided not to hire me was pretty much the last straw and sent me over the edge. Feel free to check my posts over the last month to see what I am talking about.
Seeing Ms. Grace asked...
I am doing a bit better. After three nights in a motel and two nights sleeping on the streets, I have found a place to stay for a while. An old friend who I hadn't seen or talked to in years (since WAY before my transition) had seen my pleas for help on Facebook and offered a helping hand. Just having a roof over my head has given me enough stability that I can begin to address the issues that landed me in this situation in the first place. I have entered into intense outpatient therapy and my doctors have made adjustments to my anti-depressant medications. While it has been only a few days, I do feel better than I did before and I think it is a step in the right direction. I have begun attending NA meetings to address my substance abuse and addiction issues. I have started an application for long term disability. As much as I would like to work, it is probably not in my best interest to add the stress of a full time job on top of the other issues I am dealing with. I am still not sure what will happen with my relationship. There is still a lot of love there, but my drug fueled rage has caused a lot of fear. I am sure that there is something to be salvaged, but I don't know what that will look like.
I still have a lot of work ahead of me, but I am much better than I was three weeks ago when I attempted to take my own life. I once again would like to thank this community for the concern, support, encouragement and love it has shown me. Even though it is highly unlikely that I will ever meet anyone from this site in person, it is a good feeling to know that there are people out there who care.