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When “seeing someone” is the best medicine

Being fifty-something, I’ve needed help from others many a time. Today I clicked on a Twitter link and up popped an image that took me back almost eight years to a time when I needed help. Big time. The photo was of a local psychologist, a counsellor whose practice is centred around supporting people and… Continue reading When “seeing someone” is the best medicine