I was once signed off work with depression. I had been fighting it for months, becoming progressively more self destructive. I eventually realised I had to do something before something terrible happened. I had been at home a couple of days when my manager rang me. 'So' he said 'how's that flu you've got?' Determined not to hide behind a lie I told him it was actually depression . 'oh,' he said. ' so you're not ill then, people are really struggling to cope with the workload here, so it would be best if you came back tomorrow don't you think?'
i went back, I felt really ashamed of leaving everyone else in the shit.
the day I left that job was the day my life actually started
goes to illustrate the attitudes you have to put up with. The attitudes towards suicide upset me a lot. but that's very personal.