I’ve had depression before, bereavement, relationship breakdowns, baby blues – the melancholy usually rears its head every few years. Anxiety, sadness, fear – I’ve felt all of that, but the worst feeling was when I felt nothing, when I felt numb. When I couldn’t feel any emotions at all I knew I needed to get help and talk to someone, which I did. And with that help, I built myself back up and life’s pretty good just now. I know the depression may come back one day, but I know the drill now – for me, speaking to someone and not bottling my emotions up is how I get better. Because admitting you need help gets you part way to accepting help, and getting help always makes you stronger.