 Put the dots together. I didn't actually put the dots together. My mum had had postnatal depression, but I knew it wasn't that, and everyone knew it wasn't that. On the Friday before I was hospitalised, there was talk of me getting an emergency appointment on the Monday, but I just knew I wasn't going to last the weekend because the sleep deprivation had got so out of control. No medication would even touch the sides. I was sort of like...