Recently I read a post by a mum who suffers from depression and she spoke of the realisation of being super sensitive to most things said to her. From trivial to not so trivial.
Her frustration showed through, and although some things were not such an important happening, they affected her all the same. I was reminded of how my wife used to react in the same way. I left a comment, saved the link and thought about that rotten cloak of darkness that settles on so many.
I'm not sure how I'll approach writing on this subject or whether I'll continue it now that I've started (I think I've started) so I'll just see what happens. I didn't realise that I had hit the publish button on this blog page either. Their have been visitors clicking on this tab only to find it empty. I created the tab in November but haven't been back to it. Sorry about that to those who wasted a click!