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Croissant customers with busy faces and skinny latte voices, pourin over choices.. all the noise is darling and delightful – a welcome distraction from the frightful girl who’s sat, on the wrong side of that chair, pursed lips n’ a long downward glare.

 

My name is Sally, in 2001 I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety and BPD. I turned a corner by moving to another smaller town and...

Editor Note: this post was originally published on our sister site Mad in Sweden and is shared here with permission.  Author note: This story is...

Here is a black pen drawing I made one recent afternoon while sitting inside Cottenham Dissenters Cemetery. I was in Cottenham on another errand...