Daisy Cottage
A look into the world of depression.
We all have a home; a shell that we live in. For some, it is a mansion with Georgian pillars and lakes in the grounds. For others, it is a merry townhouse, near the shops where friends call every day and invite us to visit their homes, too. For some, they are wandering in a vast desert, lost to the world and themselves. Others have ramshackle hovels where tattered sheets of hessian flap and snap in the wind, whilst others...