Once upon a time, I was working in one of the worst teams of my working life, with 2 20-somethings that were aggressively bitchy, and a supervisor who thought I was after her job.
One day, said supervisor takes me into the conference room. She says - the girls are concerned about you, they say you've not been yourself lately, seem depressed, not talking much... You know, if there's anything I can help with... blah blah blah blah...
Yes, I had all kinds of issues going on with my life, one being working in a f'd up team of *******, but hey... Made up excuses and remembered to smile more...