I know a lot of people with depression and/or anxiety, and so do you. As illnesses go, it's a tough one. It's not one people can see, and it's just about the only one people regularly ask you to think your way out of. No one tells sufferers of gastroenteritis that taking medication is weak, or that it's a bit dramatic to go and see a doctor. It would be rather excellent if we could all decide to stop this nonsense.

My friend did not seek help, and he didn't make it. It's been a decade, and so little has changed. I hope at some point,  seeking help will be seen as the obvious thing to do, not the brave thing.

Re the challenge itself: I cannot adequately convey to you how much I will regret this. In order to sign up for this walk, I had to go upstairs to get my credit card and described it as "a trek". Please donate to guilt me into finishing, otherwise I will likely just sit on some random hill about two hours in and declare myself to live there, and live forever off pity-crumbs of trail mix from passing ramblers.