I remembered about suicide today. It had become a distant memory since I became a father and no longer an option.
It’s upsetting that I know if I hadn’t become a father I wouldn’t be here anymore.
I’ve had counselling. Tablets. Etc etc.
They say “talk to somebody” so I told my doctor who was absolutely clueless (surprise surprise) and gave me a prescription and added to an 18 month waiting list for more counselling.
I told my Dad who said I need to get on with it, everyone has problems and people think I’m a hypochondriac.
Anyway, don’t know why I’m writing this. I guess if I have any advice for people with severe depression and suicidal thoughts it is to speak to someone, but choose somebody who you know will be compassionate and empathetic. Unlike my moronic doctors and ignorant father.
It’s upsetting that I know if I hadn’t become a father I wouldn’t be here anymore.
I’ve had counselling. Tablets. Etc etc.
They say “talk to somebody” so I told my doctor who was absolutely clueless (surprise surprise) and gave me a prescription and added to an 18 month waiting list for more counselling.
I told my Dad who said I need to get on with it, everyone has problems and people think I’m a hypochondriac.
Anyway, don’t know why I’m writing this. I guess if I have any advice for people with severe depression and suicidal thoughts it is to speak to someone, but choose somebody who you know will be compassionate and empathetic. Unlike my moronic doctors and ignorant father.