Okay I said I would provide an update on my situation, seeing the headshrinker and all.. so I went to see him today. He insisted I call him by his first name, Julian, and he turned out to be such a lovely guy, oh, I don't know..
We engaged in what he referred to as 'talk therapy', which I found quite helpful, because sitting on the couch talking to this psychiatrist whom I'd only just met less than half an hour previously, I was so relaxed that I was able to say things to him, things that I've never been able to say to anyone before. And guess what, he made me understand that my reaction to my circumstances was not unusual at all, and he seemed to understand my thoughts in such a way that I never knew anyone could. To cut it short, I came away from that mental-health clinic feeling different, but in a good way. Julian didn't think that I needed medication, but he thought it might help if he set me up with one of his teams that work with people in the community, to keep an eye on me and be there to talk if I needed to talk to someone.
All in all, it was a highly positive experience and I'm glad that I chose to go down that road, despite the stigma that often attaches to those who experience mental health difficulties. Julian assured me that coming to seek help was the best possible thing I could have done.. So thats it for now. Lets see how things pan out, shall we.. :)