Fifty percent of the room had had it, or something similar, but nobody wanted to admit it.
What happens when you captivate the attention a big bar full of strangers, get them all laughing, then suddenly challenge them without warning to “put your hand up if you’ve ever had depression?”
I was about put my hand up and let out a gratifying “yes!” but something held me back. My shoulder twitched upwards, then down, then back up again as I quickly glanced around the packed bar to see if anyone else was going to admit it.