Glass House Glass Mind

Glass House Glass Mind

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Glass House Glass Mind tells the story of a loving mum Sam trying to come to terms with her Postnatal Psychosis. It tells the story of resilience and strength and the families ability to grow and heal. (Previously I wrote Glass House Glass Mind as an epic poem. But I've recently decided to rewrite it as a story.) (The cover is done by an artist I know. She's brilliant. ) (The cover was designed by an Artist friend of mine! She's very talented and I'm very grateful to her for doing this for me.) Disclaimer: I am in no way shape or form trying to trivalise postnatal Psychosis. I wish everyone all the best! Copyright Zebbie Ann Perry 2024. All rights reserved. No part of this publication can be reproduced in any way shape or form, without prior written permission of the author Zebbie Ann Perry, under the Copyright, Design and Patents Act 1988.
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This is the story of a sick, sick mind. The virus of trauma has infested the brain, deteriorating their body from the inside out. Stuck in an endless loop of pain and suffering, they can't seem to make any of it stop. Nor, find the root of it all. This is the story of a patient with psychosis. Stronger than even the highest warden can reach. The cure for this disease is unknown. The pain is Indescribable . And the effects are unimaginable. From hallucinations, to murder, this patient can never be fixed by a doctor. And, perhaps, not even by death. Captivated by lonesome, insanity welcomes you. When you hear the static, cover your eyes. When your neck is cold, don't turn around. And if you ever feel alone, run. I hope you are uncomfortable.

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