This may sound really stupid, and ignorant so i apologise in advance if that is the case.
About 2 years ago i was diagnosed with depression, and after 3 months referred to a mental health team to under go tests for bipolar disorder.
This scared me stupid. I am a police officer and if i got a diagnosis of bipolar it would seriously mess up my career.
So i didn't go, and instead bought a one way ticket to australia, (yes it was on a n impulse, not the smartest move) and spent the next 18 months moving whenever stuff got a bit too real.
i came back joined the police and I'm 2 months into training, but I've been battling the old demons again and i can't stop thinking about how pointless my life is.
im not sure what I'm meant to do now.
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