One year on.
A year ago today,after nearly 3 weeks of little to no sleep,and feeling like I couldn’t go on and couldn’t see past Christmas,I reached breaking point.I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.What I saw,shocked me and made me realise that I was not well and needed help.
I picked up the phone and reached out to my family.Things looked bleak,but I had made the first step towards recovery.
The next morning,instead of going to work and struggling on,I contacted my GP.
I was prescribed medication for the pains in my legs and feet and to help me sleep better.
For the next month,I slowly began to feel like I could make it.It wasn’t without another low point when I deliberately didn’t take my meds.BIG mistake.I found myself sitting alone at 3 in the morning with sleeping pills in my hand.Something in the very back of my mind stopped me from taking that overdose and instead I phoned the emergency services.Thanks to 2 wonderful Police officers,I made it through the night.That was my lowest point. 2 weeks before Christmas.
I made it to Christmas and got through it with support from my family and returned to work in the new year.I attended therapy sessions which my work organised and although I’m still on meds and still have some low moments,I can honestly say 1 year on I have come a long way,I’m looking forward to this Christmas and to whatever comes next.
If you’ve read this,thank you.If you’re struggling,please don’t fight it.There is help.Reach out for it.
I hope this helps someone.
I picked up the phone and reached out to my family.Things looked bleak,but I had made the first step towards recovery.
The next morning,instead of going to work and struggling on,I contacted my GP.
I was prescribed medication for the pains in my legs and feet and to help me sleep better.
For the next month,I slowly began to feel like I could make it.It wasn’t without another low point when I deliberately didn’t take my meds.BIG mistake.I found myself sitting alone at 3 in the morning with sleeping pills in my hand.Something in the very back of my mind stopped me from taking that overdose and instead I phoned the emergency services.Thanks to 2 wonderful Police officers,I made it through the night.That was my lowest point. 2 weeks before Christmas.
I made it to Christmas and got through it with support from my family and returned to work in the new year.I attended therapy sessions which my work organised and although I’m still on meds and still have some low moments,I can honestly say 1 year on I have come a long way,I’m looking forward to this Christmas and to whatever comes next.
If you’ve read this,thank you.If you’re struggling,please don’t fight it.There is help.Reach out for it.
I hope this helps someone.
56-60, M
