Sadly, critical funds for mental healthcare have been diminishing.
On July 8, 2016 my friend jumped from the 15th floor of his apartment block. We were buddies in primary school and lived in the same neighbourhood – one that was not the kindest around. Gangs flourished there, a common enough phenomenon in any low-income community.
In Standard 4 I got a lucky break and was put in the first class at school. Life, companions and interests in the first class are distinctly different from the second-last class. For the next 15 years I pursued my education and got my first job. My friend, on the other hand, fell further and further down the spiral: gangs, crime, lockups.
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