We often hear about “foodbank users” in the news – thousands of mothers, fathers, sons and daughters bundled together into one hasty group, where they are all the more easy to shame, blame or quietly ignore. But the women we meet at the foodbank aren’t defined by the visit they make to us, once or twice, when life is very difficult. They are so much more than that. They are some of the strongest people I know.
You can read the full article on this link to The New Statesman
