Choice is, "Shall we paint the bedroom blue or green?" or even "'Shall we start a family?" Choice is not, "Shall I have constant PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) flashbacks?", nor is it, "Shall I be bipolar and be so hard to live with that my partner leaves me?" It is also not, "Shall I feel so depressed that I'll think about ending it all?"
Would India Knight ever think to say "everyone gets malaria...everyone gets cancer...everyone gets AIDS"? I doubt it, because she knows these are illnesses that strike some but not all of us. To say that "everybody gets depressed" suggests that though she says she knows depression is an illness, in truth she does not really accept that.
Alastair Campbell noted in the first of his published diaries that students with an interest in politics might find the diaries of value in years to come. Indeed, their purpose seems almost instructive - an exposé of the often unplanned, reactive and petty nature of government, alongside high diplomacy and long-term strategy. These are diaries which take into account everything from personal depression to international diplomacy.
Miliband has learnt one lesson from Blair's government - admiration of markets and a fear of state involvement went too far. He must also learn a second - a modernising, clear and focused direction for the country is key for a successful opposition and government. Cameron has learnt neither, and is ready and waiting to be beaten.
The media, society and relaxed licensing laws all have a part to play in the rise in eating disorders or alcohol-related diseases, but I believe the problem goes much deeper than that. From my experience, recovery from addiction lies at our core - with those deep, painful feelings that drive us to drink, drugs or food - and not on the surface.
Alastair Campbell's Panorama documentary on Britain's Hidden Alcoholics was a refreshing attempt to draw attention to the complexity of our alcohol problem. The programme revealed the full range of alcohol consumption patterns, from ritualistic social drinking in working class pubs to professionals quaffing wine like it was water, often alone at home.