The Last From the Past
Soon my spiralling started to affect me at work too, but once again me being me just blamed it on mood swings. It wasn't until November 2019 when my Mum was given an appointment to sort her heart out, which had me over thinking everything and my spiralling at work got worse. A colleague suggested that I go to the doctors to see if they could help, whether it was therapy or antidepressants (she too believed I had depression). So one morning at work I rang the doctors and of course I had to tell my manager what was going on and what was going on in my head and such. This led to a complete breakdown and the urgency to get an appointment became apparent. Anyways, the doctor rang me back and made me an appointment for that afternoon. It made me feel better because even though I was still in denial that I had depression, I felt like I was going to get some answers. So, that afternoon my fiancé came to pick me up from work and drive me to the doctors. We went in, signed in and took our seats in the waiting room. My fiancé then went to move the car and about 30 seconds after he'd gone I was called in to the room.