Strong or weak?

I realised that I was different long before I went into the children’s home. Didn’t really help that my dad was Jamaican, and my mum from sunny Saint Annes. The sense of abandonment soon reared its ugly head. Trust, loyalty, sense of belonging and identity form an orderly queue. As Read more…

Tap tap tap

I sit there quietly, thinking about the past – emotionless and unreachable – snap of the fingers – no response – an empty vessel. I am some where else…thinking . If I had gone out that night when I stayed in. If I had turned left at that point in life instead Read more…

IPSO 2.

Five paces forward – ten steps back, to the point where I have had to ask the IPSO to stop contacting me unless they have something constructive to say. In IPSO 1, I told you bout dealings that I have had with this organisation – the Organisation that is there Read more…

IPSO 1.

In between the murky mists that are dancing in my brain – every now and then I get a light bulb moment. It seems like I have been fighting this mental health thing for many years now – I am tired, mentally tired, and I just want a peaceful existence, Read more…

My voices and me

Why do you still want to haunt me? – I ask Why wont you just leave me alone? You invited us here, you made it easy for us to exist. But I didn’t, you just arrived unannounced, and when I was at my lowest. You think that medication will supress Read more…

Man in a mirror

How are you today Robert? – Its been an up and down day What do you mean by that? – Well, one minute I feel positive, the next, I feel so low. Did you manage to go to Men in Sheds? – No, I always found an excuse not to Read more…