Apologies for the lack of blog posts over the past week. I've kind of gone from posting 5 days a week to posting absolutely nothing. It has been a particularly trying week though this week. My partner had to be admitted to hospital for yet another operation on Tuesday so my focus has really been… Continue reading Making progress, slowly.
Last Friday I made a decision. Well, if truth be told I made quite a few decisions last Friday but this one decision in particular was one that I had been mulling over for rather a long time. So much so that I had already made this decision multiple times prior to Friday, each time… Continue reading Making a decision
Crying out for help is possibly one of the first things that we learn to do as human beings. Think about it. From that initial moment when we first emerged into this world as a baby the chances are we started bawling our eyes out. The reason being that as somebody who's only a few… Continue reading Why there is no shame in admitting you need help
I've not had the greatest few hours if truth be told. I guess I feel a bit like I've hit a mental brick wall and the only tools that I've been given in order to try and break through that wall are a feather and one of those wooden chip forks you get from the… Continue reading Self harm, suicidal thoughts and libraries
Getting a tattoo was always one of those things that I'd never really considered before. I guess my overall impression of them was of these tacky looking blue and green things that were all faded and usually sat on the forearm of somebody you wouldn't particularly fancy being stuck in a sweaty lift with. Something… Continue reading The meaning behind my ink
In the 38 years that I've been living on this beautiful but becoming increasingly fucked up planet I can only think of one occasion where I've really felt like I've fitted in with everyone else. A time where I felt like I was Mr Popular and I was the one person that everybody wanted to… Continue reading Wishing I could fit in