I don’t like going out of my house any more and I’ve lost all contact with my friends. All I want to do when I wake up every day is stay in my bedroom, as I can’t shake the constant feeling ...

I really do not want to take my own life. But, oh how I wish it was all over. Sometimes I just long to be lying in a warm comfy bed, surrounded ... broken and depressed. He had given up a well ...

I was sad at the thought of my baby growing up and wanting his ... but it’s simple: if I want a child-free bed I just pick them up when they’re asleep and put them in their own room.