Last summer, Ash Subramanian, a consultant breast cancer surgeon, found himself contemplating ending things. Other medics also report struggling.
And a survey in The BMJ revealed that the number of doctors seeking psychiatric help had doubled in ten months.
Here, Ash, 48, the father of two teenagers, who lives with his wife, Jenny, 40, a hair salon owner, and his stepchildren, aged 11 and eight, in East Sussex, talks with extraordinary candour about his spiral into depression and subsequent recovery.
The call from my 13-year-old daughter was about something routine — she needed money put on her debit card — yet had she not rung at that moment, I might not be here today.