“It hits me every few months.
No warning. I’m just in it.
Gasping for air, it’s suffocating.
It’s like I’m in a dark underworld of the Black Sea.
Not knowing when I will come up for air. If I will make it to the shore.
And then as soon as it comes it can go. No idea why.
All I know is that I feel intense relief when I breathe in the air. I fill my lungs up until the next time.”
Louis Gray, London