I’m 23 and I’ve suffered with depression throughout my life.
First from the ages of 11 to 17, then again at 19, then I had a break until November 2016.
I thought Christmas was coming up and I just needed a break from work, even though I’d just started working. Christmas came and went, nothing changed, and in February, I spoke out and said I felt down. I was put on a low dosage of antidepressants and I started having some counselling.
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In the weeks leading up to my breakdown, I kept thinking about driving into a lamppost, but I didn’t want to die, I didn’t want to hurt anyone else, and I didn’t want to damage anyone’s car including my own.
On Monday 3 April I went to work and I felt awful.
I’d been binge eating and crying… Read the full story