“ I tried to fight the panic and force it back down to where it had come from. ”
I wished that I had died, it would have been better for everyone
~ Sue Whitaker
I didn't feel very lucky. Why me, I kept asking myself. Why had this happened to me?
I would need an awful lot of willpower to fight my way through the ups and downs of the road to recovery, and there might be times when I may feel a bit down and depressed, but there would be counsellors that I could talk to about how I was feeling.
I was extremely worried. What would happen to me now that they knew that I had lost my mind? Would they put me in a padded cell and feed me through a hatch door? Would I end up in one of those places that you hear about, where people go in but never come out?
