About six years ago I had an attack if you like.
I was working as the manager of a security company, this meant long and unsocial hours, it was 0530 and I had just finished opening up a clients premises and was headed home to get showered and ready for the day ahead.
For some unexplained reason I was unable to get back out of the house, I felt powerless and out of control of my own mind and body... god that was scary!
Realising that for whatever reason I could not go back to work I curled up on my bed and began to cry.. before summoning up the courage (I was frightened at this point) to call my wife at work and ask her to come home because there was something wrong with me and I didn't know what to do.
She arrived home and I now know that on seeing me she was equally as scared and frightened although she didn't let me see that.
The Doctor was called and after a brief examination he declared that I had suffered a mental breakdown and proceeded to prescribe me with anti depressants and sleeping tablets.
Several weeks later with no improvement my wife insisted that we make a return visit to the Doctor (easier said than done when I had become introverted and almost reclusive in my behavior)
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