1st time life fell apart when the man I'd just crossed the world to be with told me he'd met someone else. As he was telling me, my phone rang with an amazing job offer. I honestly think if that hadn't happened I would have lost the plot.
Second time was after a pile up of bad stuff: two deaths of close loved ones, DS2 getting diagnosed with two serious life long medical conditions that made him deeply unhappy, and the long term project I'd been working on folding just before it was due to launch so all the work went down the pan and I had nothing to show for two years of slog. All while battling severe post viral fatigue. I put on a stone in weight. I took DC to school and crawled back to bed, day in day out. Six months later I was working on the most exciting best paid project of my life, which was short term one-off but led to some more long term, lovely projects I've worked on ever since. And for the first time in a decade was off anti depressants and had finally shaken off the post viral fatigue.
TBH, I know a few people who have had the darkest worst times of their lives, ending up dangerously depressed, who hangin there and then their lives flip and great things happen. I won't give details as it could be outing, but this has happened to someone close to me recently and it is so good to see. From everything looking absolutely hopeless, to everything looking totally fine. That's how life is. I read the other day - you don't get through life without loss - it is part of life. Whether that's loved ones, jobs, homes, money - sometimes life pulls them away and it feels forever. But it does roll around again and new good things happen.