Childhood Grief

I met Vicky when we were in Reception class, at just four years old. I remember walking up to her and saying innocently, "Do you want to be my friend?" We became inseparable. We did everything together in and out of school. I was the tomboy who hated wearing dresses and pulled ugly faces in [...]

Am I a burden?

  Every time I go through a difficult period of depression this question plagues my mind; am I a burden? Many of us who live with mental illness struggle with feelings of guilt. It seems to be intrinsically linked to how we perceive ourselves and it stalks our daily lives. Often I feel like I [...]