WHAT PAST PARTICIPITANTS HAVE SAID ABOUT THIS WORKSHOP
To whom it may Concern,
In 1997 my father passed away suddenly. I was woken at 6am by the telephone ringing it was my niece from New Zealand to tell me that my dad was dead. My whole world crashed my dad was indestructible he couldn’t die. I made all the travel arrangements, flew to New Zealand and travelled to my home to be with my Mother, Brother and Sisters for the funeral. My Dad was a returned Service man so there was a returned serviceman’s funeral at the end of the civil service. At the sound of the “Last Post” I broke down, but not for long. After three weeks I come back to Australia and continued on with my life but something was not the same. I could be in a room full of people whom I knew but I felt alone. In 1991 exploded at work and threatened to do greaves bodily harm to another person. This was the culmination of a long battle I had had with myself about wether it was even worth living. I went to the doctor and was put on depression medication. This softened the problem somewhat but never really ended it, in the dark times the death wishes would surface and on more than one occasion I have made unsuccessful attempts to take my own life, never to the point of being hospitalised, but still attempts.
One night in a meeting I was sitting watching what was going on, a comment was made, I just got angrier and angrier and when we were able to go out of the meeting I again exploded this time I left the building and drove, in a fog of rage, to my home, drank about 1/3 of a bottle of scotch took my medication and went to bed. During the night I went to the toilet, collapsed and thanks to my ever-suffering wife managed with her help to get back to bed. This happened once more during the night. Next morning I sat at the computer and wrote none to subtle letter to the management telling them what was wrong with their organization. Some of the people at the meeting the night before rang to support and find out how I was. I didn’t want to know them. I brooded for more than a week, wallowing in self-pity, and suddenly realised that I had to do something about this as it was causing great stress on my wife and family. I went to see Izaak and after talking with him I agreed to follow his course of treatment. Having now successfully got of the medication and using the tools that Izaak has given me to de-stress myself I believe I will be able to beat this Black Dog and again be a productive member of the community.
I find Izaak understanding, non-judgemental, caring, easy to talk to and very helpful in me understanding where I’m at and where I want to be.
Looking back I believe I have had depression for much longer than I am willing to admit. It’s also very hard to admit there is something wrong.
I found you to be a great lecturer and a very caring individual. Thank you so much.