“I got myself a drink. Furthermore, I can’t recall ever making the decision to do it, even though I am aware of why I did it.
My next clear memory is waking up in St. Thomas’ Hospital covered in blood and suffering from a dislocated shoulder. as a result of my footing in front of a taxicab.
Mark* thought this was the most reasonable thing he could have done, even in the depths of his misery.
He had been receiving letters from HMRC for a number of years asking him to pay taxes that his employers had neglected to pay.
The amounts were astounding, and the psychological and financial toll was intolerable.
