One of the constant themes of the wonderful messages that I have received in the course of crowdfunding this book so far is that people think I am brave for sharing my story. I'm not sure that it is true but it is lovely to hear. Thank you. 

When I think about what happened to me, though, I don't feel brave at all. The people who showed the real courage when I was ill were the people closest to me. Those who had to live with me at my worst, those who visited me in hospital without fail even though it was heartbreaking for them to see the state that I was in, those who waited patiently and stayed away until I was well enough to see them. That was bravery. And love.

Crowdfunding this memoir has been a much more emotional process than I expected. I thought I had done the hard bit by writing the book but this part is proving almost as intense — in a very positive way, though. I've worried about approaching people who I haven't been in contact with for ages, invading their email and DMs out of the blue, but I have had the most incredible response. So many kind messages and generous pledges. You have all been amazing. Thank you.

We are at 44% today. I think with a strong wind we can make 50% by the end of the month. What do you reckon?