This was probably in the end of the second week, when I was beginning to realise it was going to take longer than three weeks to sort myself out. And I did this drawing and I, I totally loved it. I was so proud. I decided, and I really tried to hide these. Not from people in the day centre as I started to make friends. But I really tried to hide them from my family, unsuccessfully as I discovered, because they were monitoring how I felt, but this... I just remember thinking, I'm never going to show anybody these drawings. But maybe if I left them in the attic, somebody would find them after I'm dead and they'll say, "Oh, she's good at drawing.", the great joy. When I was at school people used to say "you're a good drawer", and I really love this one. It's simplicity, it's freshness. I really love watercolour painting, and I call them drawings, but there's always paint involved, or pretty well always. So it's the blobby-ness and the freshness of it. And the fact that I've got two mouths. I just, it was such a neat idea to express the inexpressible really, I needed two mouths.