At five years old, my mother, father, brother, and I walked into a supermarket together. We were about to embark on a boating holiday on the Norfolk Broads and as a rare holiday treat, I was allowed to pick out a chocolate bar. Overcome by the desperate indecision only a five-year-old experiences, my mother picked…
Features / 03/05/2022 My Premature Quarter Life Crisis
Just over a year ago, in April of 2021, I’m pretty sure I had a mental breakdown. Nope, not being ironic. I’ve suffered with Generalised Anxiety Disorder, sometimes accompanied by depression, for around three years now, and I thought I was through the worst of it. Boy, was I wrong. We started to come out...
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