NOVEMBER 17 - TOUGHER THAN I THOUGHT

Hello hello.

I never thought this was going to be a stroll in the park, but never thought that I'd find times to be so moving. It's been quite tough hearing people's experiences of depression this week, but I'm very flattered by the number of people who have felt comfortable in approaching me and opening up so much.

I think a number of people have heard about what I'm doing for Primhe, or have read my posters, and have then approached me as though I'm a sort of 'depression guru', and might have some answers. Really, the best I can offer is to listen. Another six weeks of this will probably be quite hard work.

After hearing some very moving stories on Tuesday, I couldn't help but feel quite emotional.

In other news, keep your eyes on the Richmond & Twickenham Times - hopefully my gurning mug will appear in its pages in the next couple of weeks!

Last night, I dreamed of shaving, and was quite upset (in a way) when I woke up to a shock of pink hair and beardiness this morning. I'm increasingly looking forward to shearing it all off at the end of the two months - I'm beginning to forget what I looked like before the beard, and in fact, if I ever did exist before the beard...