Somehow my wife figured out what was wrong and I told her the whole story.
She’d been pushing me to see a “shrink” for the last 24month! I always told her I’d be ok. Just a temporary thing. All good and so on.
She had an appointment today in a new GP practice in town with the kids and secured an appointment for tomorrow for me. Apparently a psychologist was available early in the morning and would see me.
I went to bed and felt pretty upbeat. Me seeing a shrink. Yep. Tomorrow.