FEV REVEALED: 'I felt like giving up on life'

FEV REVEALED: 'I felt like giving up on life'

Sun June 17, 2012 4:15pm

I WAS on a blue bus crammed full of crazy people, going over the Story Bridge in the middle of Brisbane, when the true extent of my fall from grace hit home. It was January 12, 2011.

A little over a week earlier, I had been admitted to the New Farm Clinic, a hospital for people with mental problems that I soon began referring to as The Nuthouse.

I was to undergo rehabilitation for a range of problems, including depression, alcohol abuse and a gambling addiction. The other patients were mostly being treated for mental conditions such as schizophrenia, bipolar disorder and post-traumatic stress disorder.

We were all on the blue bus because the clinic, and much of Brisbane for that matter, had been inundated by the worst flooding to hit south-east Queensland in three decades. As a result, we were being transferred to the Greenslopes Private Hospital.

As we crossed the landmark bridge, the people sitting in the seats around me kept up their gibberish. I felt like I was in a ridiculous dream or a scene in a horror movie. I was one of the highest-paid stars of the most popular football competition in Australia, but I was being driven through the streets of Brisbane with a bunch of mentally ill people.

Freaked out, I rang Dad. “What am I doing on this f...ing bus?’’ I slurred to him. Dad tried to have a rational conversation with me, but I was on such strong medication that nothingI said made sense. When we arrived at Greenslopes, my mind was all over the place. “Where am I?’’ I thought to myself. “Why am I not at footy training?’’

Then, when I remembered what had happened, I thought, “What’s Vossy going to think about me being locked up in a nuthouse?’’

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