First time poster, long time lurker. 

A few years back my mental health was all around bad and I realized that meds could really help me so I decided to see a doctor about it, the only problem was the fact that I had never established care with a doctor after my pediatrician. 
I got it figured out after a few weeks of looking and settled for a strange situation where I would be seeing doctors finishing residency and their overseeing physician would basically just double check anything serious. 

The first dude I saw was pretty chill but I went back the next week to finalize a care plan and I had a different resident physician. 
Dude asked me a lot of questions (felt like I was telling him my life story) and by the end his jaw was dropped, his face shocked, and his notes were sitting untouched on his lap. 
After a few minutes he asked me "how are you still alive? " Which at the time seemed pretty awful but now strikes me as hilarious! 

(Side note, my mental health has been on a steady climb since that point. I still have a long way to go but I'm making constant progress and even though it's hard it is so so so worth it)