Update:

I finally broke on monday night, and the doctor had a record of it when I went to see him tuesday morning. I then promptly spent the rest of the day in A+E, or ER whichever you wish to call it.

Turns out I wasn't prescribed anything because they wouldn't work straight away (and all but one agreed that they would have started working if I'd been taking them for 4 months)

I've been in and out of the hospital today and yesterday seeing various people who are getting me other help elsewhere, but to be honest I don't see what good it's going to do... My life's still as pointless and empty no matter how much talking I do...

I've told them I'm pretty much done, I have no reason to live out the end of the day. I'm exhausted (until I try to sleep) and drained. The only reason I'm still here now is because I haven't found anywhere to hang myself from.