My name is Adam,
i am 27 year old young gay man from Leicester, the most dreary of dreary places, a place where it rains pretty much the whole year round, at least it seems that way when one lives here. I have been a big fan of yours for quite some time, having read “Hippotamus”, “Paperweight” and “Liar” and many of your Articles. I am writing to you to thank you for your impact upon this simple little life of mine, as you have been a huge influence upon me these past few years, even though we have never met. During my past ten years of mental illness, fighting hallucinations, voices, and numerous other horrid little symptoms, (not to mention my dyslexia)
I have read, many, many books, including a few of your own, your humour and wit have pulled me through many dark nights, as did Douglas Adam’s.
I was very saddened by his death, the Hitchhikers Guide, the Dirk Gently novels, “the Last Chance to see”, all touched me deeply in various ways and during my time bed ridden with crippling depression, helped the day seem less unbearable. And I have long wished I had written to him to thank him and let him know of my gratitude.
I have a lot of respect for him and all that he did, and you and all you have done and continue to do. Your story is a massive eye opener, and I must say at this moment, I expect no reply from you, and I require nothing of you, you really have already given me so much more than you could imagine I think. I actually cried when I read your homage to Douglas Adam’s in “The Salmon of Doubt”. It was very touching indeed. I would be very touched indeed, if you could read this little letter and see the positive effect that you have had on me, and my life. Just knowing you are out there, doing what you do fills me with cheer, and I walk around with a permanent little smile. Having watched your recent two-parter on your own illness, I thought it prudent to write and tell you, in all honesty, that you have helped at least one life, maintain his own grip on life.
You sir, are truly an inspiration to me, and whilst I possess none of your wit, you yourself, have given me the motivation to write two books myself and self publish them, the first “Littleboylost” was written during my last suicidal phase, talking about my own illness, and hopes for recovery, and “Musings of a madman” which was my own little attempt to reach out and show folk out there that t was possible to not commit suicide, to get help, to move on a little in their own lives. I risk being laughed at here, but I would like to send you a copy, not for any ulterior motives, but to show you how you have touched my life and enabled me to get a grip. As much as I want to, that is….
I find that my own condition adds something to my life, and whilst it occasionally feels like I am on a knife edge I currently handle things quite well enough.After having long ago given up on myself and education, I have recently started an access to the social sciences course, to get back in the saddle so to speak, which I hope will lead onto the BA in “International Relations and Globalisation Degree”, which will itself hopefully lead onto a career in the Diplomatic Service. My own experience of ill health has made me want to try and help others, and your own example has been a massive source of strength, and I just wanted to say to you Sir, I thank you with all my heart. You really are an inspiration, and whilst you may think me a fool for gushing like this, I needed to be able to tell you all of this. You may not be able to believe this, but I mean every word. It has taken a lot for me to write this, a lot of courage, but I guess the main message is pretty much a simple one. “Thankyou”.
I wish you well; I look forward to reading about you in the media, and seeing your new series and things. By the way I loved “Paperweight” and have read my copy umpteen times.
Thankyou so much for everything you have given me,