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The Black Dog Cometh

The black dog cometh, stalking me in the night Ears pricked, nose keen, following the trail, His paws pad the floor softly, keeping me in sight He follows close, never leaving, he will never fail To keep near me, he closes in, waiting to pounce, Crouched in shadows, bearing teeth, eyes flash, He strikes silently, Read more

Explaining Depression to Children

As I am sure you are aware, one in three people have a (diagnosable) mental health condition. I add the word diagnosable as everyone has some sort of mental idiosyncrasy which doesn’t fit in with the “norm”, be it a phobia of spiders, having to wash the dishes in a particular order or always wanting Read more

Hidden

 “You’re doing well” they say, if only they knew the truth. How my quest to hide from conflict, my need to save others from hurt, mean my pain hides inside. My despair, an invisible noose around my neck. My anxiety forever knots my stomach. My tears only come in the safety of darkness, when I Read more