16th September

I found out today that a comedian/performance artist I had met at last year's Camden Fringe press day had taken his own life at the age of 32. Edward Harris, who performed as Ed Surname, had amongst other things filmed himself every day for 20 years as a project to be screened at the festival. I found him to be a friendly, thoughtful guy who was clearly hugely committed to his art. From what I've read and seen of his work, it appeared that he had been struggling with depression and mental health problems for much of his life. My condolences go out to his family and friends at this difficult time.

This tragic event and Clarke Carlisle's disappearance on Friday (thankfully he was found) have led me to reflect on my own issues in the past week. I had some especially dark thoughts at one point in the week and elected to share them with a friend, who presented a reasoned argument as to why they were wrong. I'm not saying this is something that can necessarily be talked away but it's been helpful to me. It's important to communicate and I'd like to think that I'm there for other people and that they're there for me.