It starts with a Facebook post.
This journey starts with a Facebook post. Recently I had something of a meltdown. A big crack in my mental health that left me feeling really low. Sat on the floor of my living room with what felt like a void deep inside me. It's not the first time I've felt it. Although it wasn't the worst I'd felt it. I've had darker days, ones when I've asked myself "If I wasn't here anymore would anyone miss me?" I wouldn't say I've had serious thoughts about suicide but nor can I deny that I've had the odd moment when the thought or something in the direction has flickered through my mind. My recent crack was the eruption of a lot of different things that had been combined to make me unhappy. Things which I'd not been dealing with properly, things which I kept avoiding directly facing as I pretended to the world that nothing was wrong. Always saying "Good, thanks" when asked how I was doing. It was rarely, if ever, actually true...