Michael Martin had given me the ultimatum. His smile and his obviously gleeful body language completely devastated me. My life went into a total nosedive.
It was like a doctor telling you you had inoperable cancer and six months to live.
I kept saying “It's not possible.” Then, “What do I do now?” And “It isn't fair.” The rats turn away my years of good work and I'm put by the side of the road like garbage?
My mind went in circles from a black hole with no answers to suicide and back to “Maybe they'll change their mind.”...