![]() I was struggling to read and write and time seemed to pass in a strange way. I think I knew deep down I wasn’t well enough to take on another role. Instead of getting different work, I decided to be self-employed. Soon after, I lost my job and honestly, the next year passed in a blur. I was sent home from A&E and went to the GP for a follow up appointment they said the psychiatrist in A&E had diagnosed me with anxiety and depression. It was a relief to get some insight but the diagnosis didn’t feel quite right. The next day, a friend I’d confided in called my work and told them I was having mental health problems. I went into A&E and cried inconsolably for hours, until I was seen by a psychiatrist. I didn’t feel as though I could continue going into work, as well as keeping all the plates of my life spinning. My symptoms got worse, in particular suicidal ideation, and I felt like I needed urgent help. I couldn’t put into words what was happening in my head, and felt secretive about what was occurring. I was living alone at this point, but my friends had noticed something was going on with me. I touched the brickwork and replied out loud. One day, I saw that someone had sprayed ‘hi’ and I thought that was the world talking to me. On my way to work, I would pass graffiti on a wall, and I remember thinking that it was someone trying to communicate with me. I started having thoughts of harming myself. It was a struggle to keep everything together as I became more suspicious and paranoid, thinking that all the critical posts I saw on social media were directed at me. I spent most of the day feeling like people were out to get me in my job. I was working long hours and coping with the bustle of day-to-day life became very difficult. ![]()
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