Personal Stories Personal story: Christmas with my family’s therapist Spending this much time with relatives is a fundamentally doomed exercise. Mine have developed a ritual to cope. By Kitty Drake
Lessons in rage at Disneyland Paris When I was ten, Snow White got into a fight with my mother and hit her. We were at… By Kitty Drake
I spent so long wearing pain like a badge of honour. But what if happiness was simple? The first time my mother tried Prozac, it was so fabulous, it felt like God. After 32 years of… By Kitty Drake