Death had always felt a bit like a warm comforting blanket, perhaps because it seemed like something inevitable, something stable and certain in this crazy,
Category: depression
Footsteps
The sound of footsteps makes me catch my breath and hold it a moment, my body stiffens, my neck tenses to the side and my
System Failure
Miss S took an overdose. 80 pills. She’s alive, but I have no details of how long they were in her system before they got
Ashes to Ashes
The nation is on fire, coastal towns and country villages decimated. Homes, jobs and lives lost to the flames, the disaster is far from over
Never
Never is a long time, it’s as close as forever is far away and it feels equally as hopeless. It is a crossed over line
Dear Customers,
So I’m having to write a whole lot of “sorry we can’t take on your job after all” letters to people at the moment, people
