The day Rick Astley saved the Depresson app

It was an early morning in November and Jenny, my wife, had gone to work.  I’d just got home from dropping my son off at school.  Things had suddenly gone quiet with the app.  It looked like the latest company to offer us support and the promises that had been made had once again suddenly evaporated.  We’d had several offers over the previous few months, two of which seemed to be really promising.  One company had sent us an offer of a first phase build of a prototype which we’d agreed to but they just went silent.

The second offer really blew us away, especially in light of that first let down.  The company had promised to invest enough money to launch the entire app.  We’d had four meetings with this company and with each one the excitement grew as did their promises.  They had even given us an expected launch date. Then for no apparent reason the contact began to dwindle, then stopped all together.  They wouldn’t answer my calls or reply to my texts or emails. The last four months had been a waste of time and resources, we’d been led down a road that didn’t go anywhere, in fact it was more like a roundabout as we’d just ended up back where wed started, only now because of that wasted journey, we were running out of fuel.

I felt it was time to move on, let go of the app, maybe it just wasn’t meant to be, my vision looked like it wasn’t going to survive, I was out of time, I was running out of money, it felt like I’d let everyone down. As I sat on my back doorstep I began to get upset, my head fell into my hands and I began to cry.  This final let down felt like it was the end of the journey and I didn’t know what I was going to do now, I was lost, beaten and was just about to give up; then a song came on the kitchen radio.

I’d heard it before on the car radio but hadn’t really listened to the words, but this time for some reason the words were clear to me, those words seemed to reach out to me, the words reached out and began to drag me back from that moment of darkness I just fallen in to, and to this day those words still come to me whenever I’m slipping back again.  I’m sure my daughter Poppy who’s just turned one will know the entire lyrics to that song soon, as there’s been many a time when we’ve been at home and I’d felt a wobble so we would play it on Alexa.  There’s just something comical about Rick Astley’s song Try being the tune that gave me the strength to carry on!

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