In my earlier years of training I did some voluntary work for a mental health charity. During that time I met some very lonely and vulnerable, yet wonderful people, some with very serious life-shattering mental health issues, while others have had serious life-changing tragedies.
The writings on this page and the pages within this section of the website are their work. Take a few minutes to stop and read some of the stories, verse, and poems. They depict just one of the many facets in the world of people who feel stigmatised by modern day society.
Many thanks to the authors for allowing me to use their writings here.
Lonely And Sad I’m Not Really Bad
Life Is So Short Feeling Distraught
Wanting To Care Don’t Really Dare
Being Alone And So Sad
Can’t Mean I’m All Bad.
But Then What Do I Know!
Another year has moved quickly by
We’re slowly moving on.
Life must go on we hear you say
You would not want it any other way
God bless and keep you safe
Until we meet again someday
Screwed To The Floor
People Around An Ocean Of Sound
Pounds On My Ear Drinking My Beer
Drink – Smoke I’m Nearly Broke
Going To Spew! What If I Do?
Sit Stand Look At My Hand
Covered In Sweat, Clammy And Wet
Light A New Fag Cough And A Drag
Watch The Smoke Rise Smoke In My Eyes.
Gorge Starts To Rise
Watery Eyes Fighting My Bile
Give A Wet Sigh Started To Cry
Drink It Away
She Left Me Today.
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