Our Cruel Demon
Herbert, Dawn
I was on vacation in Egypt in 2008 and I can remember standing at the front of the boat whilst on a Nile-cruise watching the water swirling below. I observed how the water formed white crests upon the surface of the river then disappeared below. It was here I realised that the white crests reminded me of myself. I spent my life fighting to rise to the surface only to be swallowed back into the mass around me. My mass was the Obsessive Compulsi...