Who she really was.

I know it sound mean to say , that I only really started to know my grandmother once my grandfathers lungs gave up in the hospital wing and his heart was too weak to keep pushing. Even during the week of his hospitalisation the changes in my grandmothers being were visible , his absence hung … Who she really was. weiterlesen


thoughts about depression #mentalhealthday

"I feel depressed ". A sentence that is easily written , but gets harder and harder to say as time goes on. Do I actually just feel depressed ? Or am I depressed ? The doctor I have spoken too mentions how well I am informed about my habits , my moods and how well … thoughts about depression #mentalhealthday weiterlesen