Tag: mental health
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I had often wondered why my parents christened me so late; not as a baby, but as a strapping 4-year-old. I’d already started nursery school, wearing my favourite tartan dress and scratchy mustard tights most days. I must have asked my parents about it all, but no one ever seemed to want to answer. The…
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I’ve swallowed a block of concrete. An impermeable lump is now sitting heavily in my chest. I am motionless, corpse-like as I sit at the nondescript desk I’ve called home for the past 20 years. I’m grateful no one is close enough to see the tears building in my eyes, threatening to spill down my…