I’ve been mentally troubled for a long time and began self harming when I was 13. My parents referred me to the Children’s mental health service in Sheffield, but despite the psychiatrist telling me I should be admitted to their adolescent unit nothing ever happened. I’m not sure if the referral got lost or my […]Read More A Literary Life
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If you read this blog, or even worse, have had the misfortune to meet me in the last few weeks, you’ll know that I am not in the best mood. I have a washing machine of vitriol churning in my head and a blaze of anger what I formerly assumed was a cold, dead heart. […]Read More A list of shits no longer given
Like everyone, bad things have happened in my life. Some have been done to me, and some, I’m ashamed to say, I’ve done to others. Yes, at times in my life I have been a complete cunt. Years of therapy (man) have helped me move on from childhood shit, from blaming parents for omissions, for […]Read More I can forgive, but forgetting’s the bastard.