After depression creeping in for months and restarting anti depressants On sunday i left the house with the plan to die. I have no idea what made me not go through with it. In the end i landed up on the phone to samaritans who basically walked me home in my ear where dh was leaving to come find me after tracking my phone. I dont have the urge to go through with it now and won't but so much guilt as its hurt dh. He is being very supportive and we have help but i have no proper feelings its like 101 different things at once but everytime i look at dh i feel guilty for what ive put him through. Has anyone else been either the suicidal person or relative does the guilt go away/ will he ever be able to trust me again.