isn't recognised, it is as if it doesn't exist. People pretend they are OK, family and friends turn a blind eye, nothing happens until it is often too late. A change of culture has happened with illnesses that have previously been taboo: from cancer to aids to other sexually transmitted diseases. But it hasn't yet happened as much as it needs to with mental health. I've seen it in Doncaster, in my own constituency. Just last Friday, I was at the Depot Community Drugs Project in a town called Mexborough, which does a brilliant job helping with drugs treatment and education, training and rehabilitation. A man probably in his late forties happened to walk in and told me his story. About fifteen years ago, his sister died of cancer and his marriage broke down soon after. He couldn't sleep. Because of stress. The trauma. Anxiety and depression. And he didn't know what to do. As he leaned on his gatepost one day, someone he knew walked past and said he could provide something to help him sleep. It was heroin. Having previously smoked cannabis, he tried it and pretty soon he was hooked. It took eight years of him being pushed to the brink by drugs for him to seek help. Now six years later, he had found paid work probably for the first time since his addiction. I talked to him about what had happened. And he volunteered that if we lived in a culture where the trauma of