The post-natal depression story also highlights the difficulties families face.

I want to kiss the bottom of the ocean before I burst through its surface into the sunlight. Otherwise I'll always be wondering about what was left unseen at the bottom.

With a single depression fracture at the back of the head, we believed that the only animal capable of inflicting a wound like this was a raptor but we could not prove it beyond a reasonable doubt.

One thing I've found that is very important is that they now have broadband they can talk to their family over the Internet.

If I know that I can do something that makes me happy, why do I allow myself to get so depressed?

The madness of depression is, generally speaking, the antithesis of violence. It is a storm indeed, but a storm of murk. Soon evident are the slowed-down responses, near paralysis, psychic energy throttled back close to zero. Ultimately, the body is affected and feels sapped, drained.