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Originally Posted by mondeomatureguy
Hi guys,
When I got divorced and lost my house and a lot of money but still had my job. I had to find some where else to live and I found a granny flat not far from where I worked then in Parramatta.
I was in bed looking at the ceiling one night thinking "how the hell did my life get to this"?
A few nights later I used to go to bed around midnight and wake up the same time at around 3am in the morning.
This went on for a week waking up the same time so in the end I went to the Doctor and we had a chat.
He asked me "do I feel suicidal"? which of course I said "NO" He then gave me a Doctors Certificate for ten days and told me "just to go away for a while".
I got in the car and took off best thing I did I ended up driving down to Apollo Bay and it did me the world of good.
Some times you think your the only one going thru this and nobody cares which isn't the case at all there's people out there to help you and listen to you.
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And if you end up even worse than that, it can get a little better.
I lost my job and my business before losing everything else. I didn't need anyone to listen because I was mute anyway.
It took a couple of years of even finding new lows before I could actually speak - That was the real challenging times nothing but muteness and suicide on my mind. No one could help because I couldn't talk (or even type)
No, that pit of despair never leaves, just some days are better if I don't think, or talk about real things.