I've just had my worst mental breakdown in years, it was very, very bad. Argued with my mum, my brother and let something innocuous send me over the cliff edge. I live by a railway line and for a few minutes had very bad thoughts about going near it to do what should be the unthinkable. That's what was so scary, in the moment it didn't seem like the unthinkable, it seemed like the easiest way out. The easiest escape route from the pain and it's something that I genuinely considered. No one should have to go through that.
My mood has been low for months and I've left it to get slowly worse and worse. It started back from when I told the story of how me and my co-workers went on a night out and they all left the place without me and without a goodbye, only to be told yesterday they'd all made plans to spend their night together. It really hurt my feelings, it hurt far more than I'd like to admit too but did, I saw it as a clear snub. Being the new guy in any workplace is hard but I was the only person going in the job who was a complete outsider, no one I knew prior to joining whereas everyone is related or been friends for years, I felt like such an outsider and that incident only made me feel 10x worse. Since then my mood has been generally low and it's sank even lower the past few months, I've suffered intense paranoia thinking that people in the place have negative opinions about me and there's no one I could build any sort of relationship with because no one would want too. I've come to realise that all this talk over the past few days about me wanting to ask out a girl I fancy isn't really me having strong feelings for this particular person who I admittedly don't know very well, it's me subconsciously wanting to feel accepted by a group of other people. I've been telling myself for months I'm not liked and not included but if I managed to get this certain person to like me the others would warm to me too and I wouldn't feel so left out and down all the time.
I've had a bawl in front of my mum and let it all come pouring out, she has suggested going back onto Citalopram because there is clearly an imbalance in my brain and it needs stabilising, I can't just keep allowing it to destroy me emotionally like this. I've agreed and will go and see the doctor hopefully later this week.
Whilst I was at my lowest and considering going in front of the train I rang my friend who was nearby. He immediately came to help me, staying on the phone all the way and trying his best to lift me and making me promise to wait for him. He really saved me, I honestly don't know what might have happened had he not come. He's a true friend, he's the type of person I want in my life going forward and the type of person I want acceptance from. I told him about my doubts and he said "Mate, I care about you. I'm here aren't I, that is proof that someone IS bothered about your feelings. I'm here because I want to help you and wouldn't ever leave you to be alone."
I've spoken too him since I've calmed down and told him I can't thank him enough for being there when I most badly needed him.
If anyone else is feeling low and knows deep down that they're sinking please don't leave it to just happen, please don't allow yourself to go through what I just went through or worse. Please, talk to someone, let it all pour out because an hour afterwards you will feel better and re-gather your thoughts and re-focus your perspective.
Life is horrible sometimes but we are strong enough to battle through it, sometimes we just need someone to help us pick ourselves back up when we fall.
Good on you as well mate for calling a friend at such a time. Hang on in there, get to the doctors when you can and like you said, sometimes we all just need someone to help pick us up off the floor once in a while and there's no shame in that.