The most valuable piece of advice anyone ever gave me came from a nurse called Michael in psychiatric hospital. He wore tinted glasses and had a loud, biblical voice. At that time I had been ill with M.E for more than a decade, and it had made me acutely depressed. He said all of us have a cross to bear. For a child in Africa it may be that they do not enough to eat. Other peoples crosses might be smaller, they may be bigger, but your illness is a cross you have to bear. If you don’t come to terms with it you end up in places like this. Or worse.