Imagine your life, or your child’s life following its course and then an abrupt and brutal turn. The sudden onset of Schizophrenia. A violent shock to what was. A loss. At a loss. And a soul rendered desolate and alone.
‘It is like a miracle. I’ve got a son back that I thought I’d lost. We’re probably closer now than we’ve ever been but it did start in a difficult place.’ A film of hope and light from a seemingly dark and endless place.
From the unimaginable depths of human darkness exists an almost unintelligible shard of light. So vague that it might remain unseen. So vague that it
might remain unseen. But it’s from such a shard that hope is born.