Preparing…
The weeks between being offered a review and the appointment with the therapist who I’d worked with for about a year (March 2024-2025) were a rollercoaster of trying to prepare […]
The weeks between being offered a review and the appointment with the therapist who I’d worked with for about a year (March 2024-2025) were a rollercoaster of trying to prepare […]
A career to care. To pause your own life for a while and take in what I have to bring. To listen and contain.What are you thinking while I tell […]
Over the last 7 months I have been negotiating the Minator’s Labyrinth that is the UK mental health system, in an attempt to access a review from the therapy service […]
They stand, shining, into the darkness of the storm…
Over the last few weeks I’ve been thinking about the things in my life that are anchors…
Over the last year or so I have been attending various peer support communities (online) that relate to some of the challenges and experiences I’ve struggled with…
August bank holiday weekend has become an anchor point in my year… Knowing that whatever the previous twelve months has thrown at me, I am aiming for those three days […]
I met my younger self at the beach today, We kicked our trainers off, feeling the sand between our toes, Within a minute I’d found somewhere to throw the backpack […]
I’m not really sure what safe feels like. To not have to live in this constant state of alert. To unclench my jaw, relax my shoulders, to exhale that tension […]
If that day had gone to plan, I wouldn’t be here… It would have been the end of my pain and I’d not have known any more… If that day […]
The Wall (May 2009) There’s a clear blue sky above me and soft green grass under my bare feet. Walking through a beautiful garden filled with every kind of flower […]
It is not your fault. You are not to blame. You do not deserve to be punished. You did not do anything to deserve it. It was out of your […]
I miss you most in the ordinary moments, When remembering you is as normal as any other part of my day. When I drink my morning coffee from the mug […]
I am an hour early, so is she. We both order the cheapest filter coffee with milk in a take away cup (it stays hotter that way being code for […]
There is a ball of pain inside me.It feels like a huge dark rock with jagged edges.If I stop and allow myself to “be”, if I take a deep breath […]
Please don’t miss the parts of me you cannot see… Don’t think that the “me” you see is all of me… The one that smiles, that professional face, the articulate […]
I am no stranger to living with not wanting to live… but somehow, I am still here…
“Not to build a clean, one-Line story, but to create a mosaic of experience.” Brianna West, The Pivot Year I have often used the phrase “there are no words” when […]
I wish I was braver or stupider, less logical and less controlled. I wish I could take the risk that could make everything stop, without being so afraid I would […]
I have worked so hard to build a world around me. One that has been holding back the tidal wave of darkness and pain inside me… I have spent a […]
I wish I could make it all stop…
It was on this bench, in this park, nearly as many years ago as the age I was then, that I made a choice that I could not continue living […]
I can’t promise you I will always be here. I don’t know how much longer I can keep fighting with this darkness. I am exhausted, on my knees, not even […]
Throughout this long journey with the darkness I have been accompanied by some incredible people… some I have known for only a brief time but their care and kindness remains… […]
I’m trying with everything I have, I am so tired of this fight and don’t know what else to tell you, I’m still here, I’m still holding on, I don’t […]
It’s getting heavier and messier trying to unravel a lifetime of jigsaw pieces with no picture to compare it to. My brain jumps from one memory to a smell, a […]
I have lived with not wanting to be for as long as I can remember. These fractured snapshots are some pieces of a puzzle I am slowly getting to know. […]
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There is a weight to the silence. In the space where there was once speech. There is a chill in the place where there was once warmth. Things you believed […]
After last week’s disassociated session where I flatly told the facts, today I tried really hard to really be present, knowing that I needed her to see that part of […]
It creeps in… It rises up… It crashes over… It takes my breath away… It breaks me… It brings tears to my eyes… It makes me want to escape… to […]
I have decided to protect the posts where I am processing or reflecting on the journey more deeply. This is because I want to ensure that keep myself safe in […]
In the last two years since needing to access physiotherapy after a car accident, my mental health has been unraveling. I know that I was the most well I have […]
My last resort survival strategies continue to be written on my skin. Believe me if that’s what it takes to keep holding on, then I’d rather the scars tell the […]
There is something broken, that cannot be fixed… A darkness that envelops without warning, so vast and deep… A ball of searing pain that expands with each breath threatening to […]
The art of getting by… Laura Zocca When you’re young you don’t think aboutHow good things have a bad sideYou spend your time waiting aroundFor the fall not the goodbyeWhen […]
In 2013 I wrote a spoken word piece called “To fix this…” about a lifetime of battling with not wanting to be here at all… I worked so hard, for […]
What do I do? I’ve been spending a lot of time in reflection on what to do next in this time of darkness. I have made steps of asking the […]
It’s been over 18 months since I’ve been out on the road with my bike. The car accident really knocked my confidence & the ongoing pain/injury restricting my capability… I’m […]
I had thought I had packed the darkness of the past into a place where it could remain; unresolved yes, but carefully carried so as to not disturb the contents. […]
I work hard. Too hard. I care about my job. It matters. Too much. Working distracts my brain from the darkness that threatens to overwhelm and destroy me. People tell […]
I have been wanting to support Maytree since they first opened. In my darkest days as a teenager and university student, their site would be one of the first to […]
To those who have spoken, written and held onto hope when I’ve not been able to myself. To those who have sat with me on dark nights, in person or in […]
I can’t stop the tears. My head feels like it will explode and the pain in my chest feels like it will break me in two. I know, I’ve been […]
I’m sorry. I’m working really hard to find a way to rescue you… One day maybe you’ll feel safe enough to come out from where you’re hiding and let me […]
I just don’t want to be anymore… I know that I have to keep holding on and getting up and going to work and keeping my promises… I will… I […]
And when the darkness comes, unexpected, knocking the breath from your lungs and crushing you to your knees, what are you supposed to do? Give in to the call of […]
I have not written for many weeks… I have written the words of falling apart so many times before. There is no point to repeat them again… I’m doing my […]
“I am running out of options, I am running out of road…tired of fighting just to stand still…feels like falling and stumbling in the dark….My knees are bruised and my […]
Recently you will have noticed that several of my posts have been password protected. It is in order to allow myself to let some things out but also recognising that […]
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Something is broken inside me, Fractured and torn apart by demons I can’t see to fight. I’m so tired of fighting. Every day sees me put on a face, One […]
In the darkness, While it feels like there’s nothing left to fight for, With whatever heart this is, breaking in my chest. I want to give up. In the darkness, […]
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Introducing this little bundle of fluff, Hope has arrived to live with me today… I
Greenbelt is a Christian festival and even though I have left my struggle with believing behind me, I still feel that this Bright Field (this year’s theme, even if a […]
Recently I have been reflecting on the journey that I’ve been taking over the last two years. This week in 2013 I started my current job. I was terrified that […]
I will be spending the next few days at Greenbelt Festival 2015. The theme of this years festival centres on the poem below. I hope that I might be able […]
This time last year… Greenbelt Moments….
THE ROOM It is my house, and yet one room is locked. The dark has taken root on all four walls. It is a room where knots stare out from […]
Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch […]
The Uses of Sorrow (Mary Oliver) (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand […]
In the cone of light By Nicolae Sirius (translated from Romanian) A poet was musing the dark. I knew it too. I told my friends, And implied the words were […]
Wild Geese By Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You […]
Count That Day Lost By George Eliot If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one […]
To Put One Brick Upon Another By Philip Larkin To put one brick upon another, Add a third and then a forth. Leaves no time to wonder whether, What you […]
The Wild Iris By Louise Gluck At the end of my suffering there was a door. Hear me out: that which you call death I remember. Overhead, noises, branches of […]
You’re By Sylvia Plath Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode. Wrapped up in yourself […]
How to Survive in the Desert Kapka Kassabova ‘I cannot be lonely, I am a desert’ David Howard Once I opened my door and a desert drifted in, the most […]
The Instinct of Hope By John Clare Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily speaks there must, […]
I Do Not Speak By Stevie Smith I do not ask for mercy for understanding for peace And in these heavy days I do not ask for release I do […]
In Your Mind by Carol Ann Duffy The other country, is it anticipated or half-remembered? Its language is muffled by the rain which falls all afternoon one autumn in England, […]
Postscript By Seamus Heaney And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or October, when the wind And the […]