I love recounting the story of how I've been fucked up for 15 years, hidden it pretty well, had a job I didn't really want, and then finally cracked up last October.
Answering questions like 'And have you ever thought it wasn't worth living any more?' before 9am is also one of my favourite things.
She didn't really look at me, just typed everything I said into a computer. This is good in a way, because I won't be misrepresented, but it meant she didn't realise I was crying for a while. Then when her computer didn't save something and we had to go over it again, it felt great...
Anyway, someone is going to look at what I've said and decide if I need any more torture (aka a 'return to work' assessment).