 days after that photo was taken, I was admitted to a psychiatric ward. And I remember even in that photograph, in that moment, my hands are like gripping onto the bottom of the chair. I felt so fizzy and glitchy, like I was kind of made of pixels, like I could sort of fly away. I was so unanchored. And I remember an ambulance or a police car sort of siren going past and me being like, that's definitely for me, that has to be for me.