‘Your troubles are so deep-rooted you’re going to have to plough on and hope you can survive. Good news – you do’ When I was 16… Well pal, you’re in a bit of a strange place in life at the moment, you’ve only been out of the children’s home a year, and for most of that time you’ve been hitching around the country, staying with extended family on sofas, spare beds in cousins’ bedrooms, floors – sometimes sleeping rough in motorway service cafes, allotments, even graveyards. I know it’s something you’ve got used to, even enjoying the freedom, but there is a longing in you to find somewhere you belong, and pal, be prepared for a long and challenging journey before you reach that indefinable place. I know you never…