Whilst at the pub tonight to watch City-Chelsea, conversation turned towards tattoos. My friend asked if I had one, and I said yes, a 22 on my shoulder. He asked why and I explained how it was a reference to my own struggles with depression and anxiety. Whilst in the middle of this football game where both ourselves and around us are being completely ladsy, I started explaining everything and going into details about how I felt. Rather than keep on shouting at the screen he stopped, nodded and listened to me. After I was finished he said that I can talk to him anytime I wanted and was completely cool about it. My biggest worry with mental illness is trying to hide it from people because I’m scared about their reaction but he was so nice and understanding about it. It was such a relief. I don’t think I could say this to him because i might come across as weird since we usually just go to the pub to watch football but I really appreciate how cool he was about it. 