Somewhere along the line I got an anxiety/panic attack and fainted.
Someone caught me; someone helped me to cool down. One guy even gave me something to fan myself with.
But the best person on the train was a man from Currambine. He talked me through the whole situation and calmed me down. He stayed with me until he had to get off at his station.
Arriving at Clarkson, another woman offered to drive me home.
I was completely surprised by the generosity and kindness of the people on the train.
I just want to say thank you to all of you who helped me. I never thought that there were so many good people on the trains.
Who knows what would have happened if no one had helped me.