Kids can be a challenge
I know that there were many days and nights that I was worried about something one of my kids had done (or not done) and that I suspected they were doing (or not doing,) that I wondered if I would survive their teenage years. They were all basically good kids, but parents worry and kids do make mistakes. But that’s how they learn, after all.
I had an older woman working with me at the time and she used to tell me to just hang in there and keep telling them that I loved them. She would tell me stories of her own sons and how she was frantic for almost a year that one son who was fighting depression might try to kill himself. She made a tremendous effort to spend as much time with him as she could, often going for long drives at night, just the two of them in the car. She kept talking to him about the future and how he had so much to look forward to, and that she loved him. And eventually he developed some new interests and friends ,and he gradually came out of the depression. Now he is a healthy and vital young man with a family of his own.
I often think back on how much those conversations with her meant to me and inspired me to help my kids get through their bad times. I owe her a huge debt of gratitude.