Not from the RABF, but from the "normie" father.
Text from two months ago:
It's bad out there. My business is way down. I'm selling stuff. Just sold my car. If my business doesn't pick up, I'll be broke in 6 months.
And another from this morning:
I'm not gonna do anything to myself today. I need to buy another airplane first so it will look like an accident. The day the divorce is final might be the day.