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face and the tipped- over bot­tle of pills is a con­stant re­minder that I’m a sur­vivor and that it will never hap­pen again.

“I wake up ev­ery morn­ing thank­ful that I am still here.

“Like a Po­laroid pic­ture, that night is in my past and that’s where it will stay. My tat­too is a sym­bol of strength, not weak­ness, and I hope by telling my story, I can pass on that strength to others.”

Bobby, who is a mem­ber of Kil­barchan Ath­let­ics Club in Ren­frew­shire and a for­mer Scot­tish Schools javelin cham­pion, added: “I want to let other guys know it’s all right not to feel all right – and no mat­ter how down you feel, there will be hap­pier days ahead.

“The key is to stop bot­tling up your feel­ings and get pro­fes­sional help.”

There was no trig­ger for Bobby’s de­pres­sion and as he al­ways put on a face, no one – not even his fam­ily or clos­est friends – guessed how ter­ri­ble he was feel­ing.

To others look­ing in, the hand­some model, who is signed to Scot­land’s top agency Colours, looked like he was liv­ing a charmed life.

He said: “I started to feel down when I was 14. I got re­ally an­gry at my­self for feel­ing that way as I had no rea­son to be de­pressed – I had the best par­ents in the world, bril­liant friends and wanted for noth­ing.

“The worse I felt, the guiltier I be­came. I felt mean and self-in­dul­gent and would beat my­self up about it all the time.

“No one knew how I was feel­ing as I


kept my emo­tions hid­den and put on a face. To the out­side world I was just an easy-go­ing teenager.

“I still went out with my pals and acted the same way round the house as I al­ways had. No one knew the tor­ment I was go­ing through on the in­side.”

Bobby was so good at cov­er­ing up his feel­ings that his par­ents and brother didn’t even re­alise he had at­tempted to take his own life just af­ter the Bells on

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