Having hit crisis point in the last few days, today I dragged myself to the doctor and I am now back on meds. I don't want to be depressed. I don't want to die. I can't fight it alone, so meds it is. I have to say that my visit to the doctor is the most surreal situation I have ever had. I saw a locum. He was fantastic. We ended up shopping on ebay...I walked out laughing at the daftness of it. I'm not looking forward to the next couple of weeks or so while the meds kick in. These ones I have had before, and I know they make me feel worse before I feel better. I've only had one a few hours ago, and I Already feel sick. I know there's more to come, but I also know I have to stick at it purely because I can't go on like this.