This little Depressed Caravan has been on quite a journey since we disembarked. It’s crazy to think that one caravan has inspired so much hope and given me the idea of a virtual caravan on it’s journey around the place, giving information, inspiration and hope for those with depression. It’s because I have depression and have experienced such darkness that I want to reach out to those who were just like me. I didn’t know how to survive it, I couldn’t see happier times ahead, I was in so much emotional pain it was ridiculous. I want to shine a light so that people with depression can find their feet and make decisions about services that they would like to work with and community programs that they might want to become involved with.
Do you know I haven’t given up on my real Depressed Caravan idea and I have searched for the perfect van each and every single day since Frankie. I love the idea of travelling around Australia meeting you all and just giving some encouragement along the way. I’ve seen some things in caravans that are definite turn offs to me, including, ewww oh I can barely say it, the portaloo. NO WAY am I using someone’s second hand portaloo in a caravan. Nope, definitely the midnight run to the caravan park’s facilities for me. Yuck yuck yuck. Even the shower is a close second, I don’t want water damage in my van so I prefer to keep all cleanliness in the caravan parks bathroom. I love the idea of being on the open road with the wind in my hair, listening to my favourite music with the wind blowing in my hair. Reminds me of one of my all time favourite songs. It reminds me of sweet FREEDOM!!