She once took an anti depressant and 10 minutes later drank a 1/4 of vodka to try and get happy drunk to pass the feelings and that caused vomiting and she was afraid she would die when she didn't want to. So I get her through that night again and I told her to get help. So she did. She got new medication and it takes a while before it all kicks in so she could feel better.
About a month before our breakup she met this guy when she went out with her other guy friends ( in a band) and she took a selfie with him and she was like we get on so well and he's so nice. I jokingly said that she fancied him and she assured me she wasn't like that.
She kept in touch with him all the time and I didn't mind because I trusted her a lot. She went to his party and in the morning was texting me how much she loves me and misses me. She planned on moving in with me In the future and although she was waiting on her medication to make her feel better she was sad.
The rest of my life story is here. Didn't realise how long it was. Sorry and thanks