I am feeling inconsolably sad. My moods are unmanageable, and I feel like I’m never going to get out of this depression. It’s so difficult when the ones closest to you, anyone of whom can possibly alleviate this pain, are thousands of miles away. Even my ‘art’ seems to elude me. I feel hopeless, useless and worthless. Even when I know I’m none of those. The best I can do now, short of lying in the middle of the road with the hope of being run over by a 4 x 4, is draw a picture. So I drew two.