Anthea Rowan on June 10, 2010
I suppose I think - I hope (fingers tightly white-crossed) - that if I write about it, Depression won't bite.Depression's a bitch. A big black stalking dog with swallowing jaws and a stealthy tread.It's been a part of my life for longer than it hasn't.A part of Mum's for longer than she cares to remember.
I suppose I think - I hope (fingers tightly white-crossed) - that if I write about it, Depression won't bite.Depression's a bitch. A big black stalking dog with swallowing jaws and a stealthy tread.It's been a part of my life for longer than it hasn't.A part of Mum's for longer than she cares to remember.