I was 24 years old and I cried every Thursday evening. This usually was the day that it hit me. I came from work after 10 to 12 hours in the office and I was empty. I felt that I was selling my life to the “devil”. I was unfulfilled and couldn’t believe that my life would just work for the next 40 years. I tried to turn down the pain with drugs and alcohol, parties and sex. Just to realize that the next day I had to go back and sit in the office again!