Well let’s be honest, no. I’m not ok, and that’s not ok. I may have a brand new photo exhibition just launched and I may have a gorgeous new book just out, but that just makes me a functioning person living with depression. Yes I feel a sense of achievement in what I have accomplished and yes things would appear a lot worse had I not started these projects. But all this effort is not without consequence, and so only hours before I’m expected to appear in public to officially launch the book with a smile on my face I’m lying in bed in agony writing this. I’m manning up enough to say, no I am not ok.