'Why does this generation feel the need to just go out and sleep with each other?' my much older friend asked me as we sat sipping hot chocolate in the local cafe. I tilted my head to the side and raised my eyebrows.
His eyes were vacant as he looked out of the screen. I shivered from the intensity. I could feel his loneliness as if it were my own. I shuddered again as I looked away. His pale scarred skin spoke to me of pain.
‘I don’t like it, mum,’ I said, covering my eyes....
I've spoken a bit about responsibility on my blog Breakthrough Your Journey. I feel that because I've now moved over from Breakthrough to here, it would be better to title posts that are to do with self help, healing and wellbeing beginning with Breakthrough.