Yeah I know..... blokes don`t talk about it. After I lost my Mum I thought I was dealing with things "OK", turns out I wasn`t. Home & work both suffered as did voluntary stuff I do, I didn`t know my arse from my elbow but it didn`t seem to be important. Fast forward a year or two of "getting by" and I almost imploded, things started going wrong and I was making bad choices so I self referred myself to Occupational Health at work. Being diagnosed with depression was a wake up call & a half...it only happens to "other people" right? Never got as far as jumping off a roof or sitting on the trainline but (if I`m honest) it wasn`t far off. Don`t be like me.............accept you aren`t coping.....ask for help.