A Disruption To Normal Proceedings

The infliction has filtered down to the littlest one. Which doesn’t surprise me really. I have yet to come across a child of any age, race, religion or otherwise who is not afflicted by the ability to forget to pass on notes from whatever place of education they frequent. Waking…

Maternal Immunity? How Immune Are You?

Last week sometime, I had a bit of a ramble about the way the media, and society, perceive mothers. Not all of it’s bad. Sometimes we’re portrayed as loving, caring beings who do the most amazing things; for our children, for our friends and in the name of running any…

Death's Younger Sibling

I often see Depression as being the younger sibling of Death. You know? The Grim Reaper, adorned in a tattered, deep black clock, clutching a scythe with his bony fingers. He quietly waits in the wings and silently, calmly, carefully takes you with him. Sometimes you go kicking and screaming…

Depression Texting

I happened to be up late enough, and browsing Facebook late enough (I usually switch off quite early in the evening) to catch a friend who’d got herself somewhat shitfaced on alcohol and updating her status. Never a good thing. Well, actually, that’s debatable. Even the next morning, and catching…