A year ago I was in a pretty bad state. I knew it at the time, but probably not how much. I’d had a rough few months and then had to leave my university city and return home, which was quite an upheaval. Although it was the right thing for me, it was a huge wrench at the time and took months for me to adjust. I was shattered, lost, and scared. I went through a pretty low patch over the winter, and took a while to pull myself out of it. I was worried about everything – from sleeping and having to talk to people, to getting into my car and walking into rooms of strangers. But I got through it (with some help).