Last Saturday at work, i asked my lead and supervisor that i needed to get off the lane to do the personal business at the bathroom. I do asked them all the time as a respect of my co-workers and they won't be crazy looking for me when the lane is going crazy. Walking to the bathroom, i met a female passenger asking for help, I thought she's just asking for directions which happens all the time. This one was different! She was asking me to call the emergency for her, she wanted to be brought to mental facility on her own will. Of course, i panicked looking for phone booth to call directly to airport emergency personnel. I went inside one of the shop and got the numbers and called.

I was asking her what the matter and she said she's having panic attack and hadn't eaten food for couple of days except a doughnut the day before, so i got her a sandwich. She don't want to let her own family know where she is though which is sad.The police came and asked questions and got my name for witness. I didn't stay long because i had work to attend and hadn't gone to the bathroom the whole time!

To make the story short, she reminded me during my postpartum depression era. Mental health issues is a big thing and is not supposedly be ignored upon either from imbalanced hormones or some tragic events happen into our lives. Family is very important and talking about your problem, opening it to your family or friend or even to the paid professionals are very helpful in times of this situation. It's very difficult to keep it to yourself because it does gets worse when you don't know how to handle depression.

I cried going to the breakroom knowing she don't want her family/friends to know where she is, wherein family/ friends is the biggest part of coping...Just grateful that the emergency people came and i know that she'll be taken care of. Please pray for her and to everybody else having mental health issues that they will get help and be helped....

That's it for now, just my kind of day at work...