Hello fellow Steemers! I'm sure if you follow me you've noticed that I've been quite inactive for the past week. In the beginning it seemed like things in my life were getting better, or at a bare minimum 2 steps forward, one step back. My wife and I went out and had fun several times, work was hard but good, etc. which kept me pretty occupied. Sunday was a great day too, at least until the wee hours of the morning. That's where my depression took a turn. My wife and I agreed to spend a week apart so that we can decompress the tension between us, which seems like a great idea to save us, but one of the pre-leaving topics sent me into a downward spiral. Suicidal thoughts plunged in my head, even down to the details of committing the act. I still believe that I wouldn't have done it, but it seemed like a "better safe than sorry" situation. So, I swallowed my stubborn pride deep down and asked her to take me to the ER then to the hospital's behavior clinic where I resided until today. I am freshly medicated to help me work through the stressors in my life. Now, this may be coming off as a venting post (sort of is) but my willingness to share this with you is for in case you or a loved one has issues. Be willing to seek help, it is not weakness to better yourself. Everyone, even the ones that come off emotionally strong to those around you are susceptible, just let people know they are loved and not alone!
I also must acknowledge (here's the quick rant part) that I may not have hit this point if my local VA wasn't garbage and took forever to give help.
I thank you for following.
