That is almost what I did yesterday on my way home from work. It was a difficult day at work- fighting tears and trying to act happy (no one likes a ***** faced waitress). As soon as I got on the interstate I had an overwhelming urge to drive into a pole. I have thought about this before but never would have actually done it. Yesterday I would have- it was overwhelming. Somehow I made myself pull onto the shoulder and I did something I never do. I asked for help. I called my parents and my husband to come get me and get me safely home. My husband knows about me wanting to drive into a pole- my parents just think I had an anxiety attack.

Friday I was so happy and then yesterday I'm trying to get in a car accident. Today I am ok. I am tired. Mentally so tired.

I don't know what to do. I have never asked for help like I did yesterday. Ever. So that was good.