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02-01-09, 14:54
Hi all - my name's Jon, I live in the North West of England, and I'm having a bit of a hard time of it at the moment.
I had a bit of a breakdown few years ago following the death of my Dad and the nasty end to my first marriage. Everything went a bit crazy, as did I, I ended up wandering the local vicinity with no idea who I was or where I was. However, with some really good support from a psychiatrist and my then-GP, I managed to get my life back on track (with the assistance of medication), managed to get myself back to work after months and months off, and, a while after, met the best girl in the world who is now my second wife.
Over the subsequent years I've had the odd dip, a bit of the old "black dog", but have done faily well. Until very recently. Unfortunately I was taken ill mid-2008 with my heart, and have been unable to work since, although I'm still employed and am classed as on long-term sick. Over all the time I have been off, I've heard less and less from my so-called colleagues/friends at work, even to the point that some of the people I've worked with for 15+ years have blanked me and have been deleting me from Facebook en masse.
This really hasn't helped my psyche one little bit, in fact I've gotten worse and worse over the festive period, to the point where I just want to walk away from everything - but what would that acheive?
Why are people so heartless and unthinking, especially when they know what you're like, what affects you, how hard things can be?
I get to thinking, what's the bloody point.
I had a bit of a breakdown few years ago following the death of my Dad and the nasty end to my first marriage. Everything went a bit crazy, as did I, I ended up wandering the local vicinity with no idea who I was or where I was. However, with some really good support from a psychiatrist and my then-GP, I managed to get my life back on track (with the assistance of medication), managed to get myself back to work after months and months off, and, a while after, met the best girl in the world who is now my second wife.
Over the subsequent years I've had the odd dip, a bit of the old "black dog", but have done faily well. Until very recently. Unfortunately I was taken ill mid-2008 with my heart, and have been unable to work since, although I'm still employed and am classed as on long-term sick. Over all the time I have been off, I've heard less and less from my so-called colleagues/friends at work, even to the point that some of the people I've worked with for 15+ years have blanked me and have been deleting me from Facebook en masse.
This really hasn't helped my psyche one little bit, in fact I've gotten worse and worse over the festive period, to the point where I just want to walk away from everything - but what would that acheive?
Why are people so heartless and unthinking, especially when they know what you're like, what affects you, how hard things can be?
I get to thinking, what's the bloody point.