At about the three week point I went to see my doctor about depression.
Three week point of BU not three week point of NC, two totally different time scales for me.
My doctor told me to come back if it got worse & didn't help in any other way than this.
At about five weeks, things got really bad & I nearly got, what they used to call in the old days 'sectioned'. I took the online NHS depression checker and scored 24 out of 27. I had to go visit the emergency doctor who said it was my decision to be withheld by the NHS or not, I declined as it would have tore my mother to shreds. I was put on tablets for depression immediately, I took them for three days and quit, they made me feel worse.
These were very dark days for me, ones which I do not wish to return to, ever. The easier part for me was getting out with friends, I'm still going to wherever I can, I will go to the opening of an envelope at the moment, anything to keep that little bit occupied. Now this is taking up all my energy to do this and was a small shock to the system to be 'out there again' as I was very settled being at home with my wife every night & weekend.
I took the decision to tell my supervisor at work how I was feeling, I saw the counsellor there and an NHS supplied counsellor briefly, they were a tremendous help, but nothing will help you more than helping yourself! I look back now at how I was and I can laugh at myself, but at the time I was only one more bad thought, sh1tty day or smug smile or put down e-mail from the EX and it would have been curtains - I came very close, something I'm not proud of at all.
Jariel, get all the help you can, get out of your bed, do stuff, take that chick out, if you won't, put a good word in for me & I'll take her!!
PM me if want any help or advice.