There comes a time when you have to just stop and take a breath. You are just a face within a crowd that most people don’t even know. The people that do know you think that you are fit and well.You have both arms, both legs, so what don’t they see?. Why can’t they see this invisible illness, this disease – that attaches itself to any man or woman? Rich, poor, black, yellow, white – it doesn’t matter – once it has you, it has you
Mental Health
The way we were
As the song goes….Can it be that it was all so simple then, Or has time rewritten every line -If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we? could we? Read more…