Hi, hard to know where to start really. It's 2am and I'm struggling with what write. I'm Russ. Suffering with depression, anxiety, the odd suicidal thought every few hours. Wish it would all just go away. It's weird as when I tell people they go but you're always cracking jokes, they don't see behind this mask I wear, this soul torn in two hundred pieces below the surface. My worst moment was having some sort of blackout and waking up on the roof of a shopping centre with my legs hanging over the side. I don't remember going there. I don't drink or do drugs. Only meds, I'm prescribed. I was taken home by the police who sat with me for about 45 minutes just chatting, they even made me a cuppa, I'm such a terrible host. I should have made them one. To be fair I was frozen. I'd gone there in a pair of shorts, t-shirt and slippers, my messed up head didn't have the decency to dress me correctly. Anyway thought I'd say hi, I don't post a lot on forums, I'm hoping I may read something that resonates with me ans makes me realise it might be worth trying again
