Under Rose-Tainted Skies

by Louise Gornall

Worry is such a drama queen. It takes the smallest thing, makes it so big and bulky that you can’t see the obvious any more.

See, anxiety doesn’t just stop. You can have nice moments, minutes where it shrinks, but it doesn’t leave. It lurks in the

‘When people say “weird”, what they really mean is “different”. And difference has never been a bad thing.’