"Honey, I'm not going to take it badly," he promised his boyfriend. "And not it's not rude. It was escapism. Or- I was so...empty. Inside. And I was trying to fill that void. So I tried drugs and sex, and it worked for hours at a time, but- I knew I had to stop. So I cut out everything except weed, but clubbing was awful without it. Too many people all around me, all- I could read them all. So I stayed home. And that void got bigger and bigger and I-" This wasn't what he had come here to talk about. But Iestyn was asking now, and Henry wanted Iestyn to know everything. "I tried to OD. On some painkillers? I googled the lethal dose and everything, but they just made me sick- Which...I guess ironically saved my life-"