I am scared typing this that it sounds nuts and all very silly and trivial. But the things in my head, like little beasts, are telling me that everything is wrong.
Existing not Living. No Longer Me
By Lizbeth I was first diagnosed with depression in autumn 2009 following major surgery. After a few months of antidepressants it passed and I was convinced I’d been cured – until 2016. The tiredness, that overwhelming, debilitating tiredness, came first. Then came the feeling that I could no longer do Continue Reading