The first month flew by ever so quick, all was going very well, maybe too well and then my mood seemed to turn for the very worst. I felt actively suicidal for the first time in many many months. I got in what I needed for my plan, I had a date, I rehomed the cats. I was very serious.
I think things that may have contributed to this were seeing my dads terminal cancer up close and personal on a frequent basis. Whereas in rehab I only saw him once a month. My best friends suicide was only having a pre-inquest review after over 2 years since her death. And also the shear lack of support I was getting from the MH team.
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