I peek out and the Sun batters me from all around, and I go back in. The Hole is cluttered and some flies have infiltrated through a window I once held open only for a few minutes.
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I peek out and the Sun batters me from all around, and I go back in. The Hole is cluttered and some flies have infiltrated through a window I once held open only for a few minutes.
With rises in both diagnosed and self-diagnosed mental health and neurological disorders, let’s take a brief look into the wonderland of official, unofficial and personal diagnoses: what they are, what you gain or lose, and most importantly, what exactly is valid here?
My safe place is an old, red house with a big garden. The window frames are white, a striking contrast with the deep, rusty red of the walls. The large front door is open, welcoming all tired wanderers. You might notice the faint smell of a home-cooked meal wafting through the halls and out the door.
It seems like these days it's all too easy to think wearing yourself thin is normal and acceptable. Here's a brief account on why it's not.