Talking to people.
A few years ago something happened that nearly turned my world upside down, and there wasn’t really anything I could do as it wasn’t happening to me, all I felt was some of the effects. One of my best friends had gone through something painful and didn’t manage to deal with it properly and instead tucked it away, out of sight out of mind right? Wrong, things later took a turn for the worst and they broke down mentally and all sorts of things occurred, they thought about taking their life on numerous occasions and even wrote out goodbye messages.
I am still very good friends with this person and fortunately they are in a much better and happier place now, but we recently spoke about this situation as we had never really spoken about it before. I didn’t record what they had said but I listened to their stories and what doctors had said, asked questions I had never been brave enough to ask before and exchange my experience of this situation. It was truly heartbreaking and eye opening at the same time as I listened and was shown intimate material from family members and from others who were going through something similar.
As I went away I thought about how deep and compelling our version of events was and how far we had come, a story that had to be told in some form.