What's in a name?Not many people would be happy with a diagnosis of bipolar disorder. But for Erica Camus, a 33-year-old website moderator living in Stafford, UK, it was doubly disturbing. She had previously been told she had schizophrenia, after becoming convinced that someone had placed spy equipment in her home. "I find it absolutely baffling," she says, of the change in her diagnosis. "It's hard to relate to."In fact, her experience is not uncommon – people with mental health problems can receive different diagnoses from different doctors or at different times in their lives. Indeed, critics claim that psychiatrists frequently use diagnostic labels that do not correspond to distinct disorders (see main story).Objective medical tests are also lacking. Psychiatrists tend to diagnose schizophrenia, for instance, if they think a patient has two out of five possible symptoms. Neuroscientists say we need to find the underlying brain disorders, so we can use brain scans, EEGs and cognitive tests to diagnose problems – and develop better treatments (see main story).Camus, who is currently well, is taking medication and having psychotherapy. But she has good reason to resent the labels assigned to her: she feels that revealing her schizophrenia diagnosis contributed to her losing a job four years ago. If not for that possibly inaccurate label, she says: "I would never have experienced the stigma I have."

A "bola" comanda. E o Benfica é o rei.

A rua das lojas aqui do meu bairro que, em tardes assim de verão, fervilha, encontra-se silenciosa, serena, calma. 

Dois ou três casais de namoradinhos de Primavera no jardim do "Careca". Algumas mães recém assumidas - lembro-me delas, muito  meninas, celebrando em grupo extenso e de ambos os géneros, migrado da Secundária do Restelo, as quinta feiras no mesmo lugar-. E passarinhos tão esfuziantes pelo dourado do sol - que abre, luminosamente, caminho por entre as folhas novas dos grandes plátanos- como eu. 

Já o disse tantas vezes: adoro os momentos de grande derby. As ruas aquietam-se e os meus homens inquietam-se. Mas sei onde estão e que estão juntos. 

Eu já há muito tempo que ando a dizer que teremos carros enfeitados com letras garrafais e pontos de exclamação, informando os condutores que "GUIAR  MATA!". 
E paulatinamente vamos habituando as criancinhas a passarem para outros a responsabilidade das asneiras/excessos que forem fazendo ao longo da vida. 

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Fiz uma jarra com hastes de madressilva em flor. 
Pena não poder engarrafar este perfume e depois passar o ano, naqueles momentos deprimentes e cinzentos,  em snifs que nos levam a alma ao nirvana...