Caught up in the depression epidemic

You’d better get yourself some anti-depressants, Helen, advised Rosie, my concerned colleague as I burst into tears yet again and told her I would have to go home. ‘Don’t let him do this to you’. ‘You don’t want to end up in a psychiatric unit,’ she cautioned. For weeks when anyone asked me how I was, or even looked at me, I cried. My mouth was forever dry, my breaths […]

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