It’s one of the deadliest diseases on the planet,often still shrouded in a sense of shame. And for men under 35, suicide following depression is now the main cause of death. Novelist Matt Haig recounts his own experience of suicidal thoughts and the long path to recovery
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I can remember the day the old me died. It started with a thought. Something was going wrong. That was the start. Before I realised what it was. And then, and a moment or so later,there was a odd sensation inside my head. Some biological activity in the rear of my cranium, not far above my neck. The cerebellum. A pulsing or intense flickering, or as though a butterfly was trapped inside,and a tingling sensation. I did not yet know of the odd physical effects depression and anxiety would create. I just thought I was about to die. And then my heart started to go. Then I started to go. I sank, fast, or falling into a unusual claustrophobic and suffocating reality. And it would be way over a year before I would feel anything like even half-normal again.
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Source: theguardian.com