4 years ago... I walked out of my office before lunch and never returned to work until a year later. I was overworked and had family issues and suffered from severe anxiety and depression. I recognized there was something wrong with me much earlier like when I started bursting out crying when someone asked me how I am. Or when I nearly drove off the highway thinking I was having a heart attack (was actually a panic attack). I would scream out of the blue as I hear voices in my head telling me constantly how bad I was in many ways. I would scream in an attempt to drown out the voices but it never worked. Anyway I had to undergo therapies after therapies and then started meds to control my anxiety and so that I could also sleep (I would stare at walls until 7am and fell asleep for an hour out of exhaustion before I woke up again). I was suffering and felt empty. I felt as good as dead. During that time I spent at home I slowly tried to do things I normally would not do and for me it was cooking. I picked it up and started to enjoy it. I restarted my life again somehow and getting close to my friends again, back to work as well etc. it was hard and believe me it's still work in progress for me. I'm still on meds till today and I've got my moments of ups and downs. It's a real and a long battle that not a lot can relate to but in the end shows you the amazing amount strength we all possess. Try to find something to give life meaning, a new hobby, talking to loved ones, exercise whatever it is that makes you feel better. I keep reminding myself too.. it's easy to forget. Be brave and keep your chin up!