My Dad was only one of the things that broke my self-confidence as I was growing up. To say he was the sole reason would be like saying the police were […]
That Insecure Passenger
Passengers on the Bus
Previous Post: Not My Fathers Son…??? Over the years I have seen a few psychologists…now I know that makes me a complete and utter nutter but I did it because I got fed […]
Not My Fathers Son…???
Yes I am still around, I sometimes wondered whether I would ever post again on this site but the stress’s of life reminded me that I was never too far away from […]
One in Ten…..not quite !
Previous Post: Look through the Windscreen Take a look at the statistics…..one in five people in New Zealand have or will have some form of mental illness in their life time. If […]
Look through the Windscreen
Previous Post: “Band-Aid Policing” Its been a while since I have taken to the electronic piece of paper. My last blog left me a bit perplexed as I took stock of some […]
“Band-Aid Policing”
Previous Post: 20 minutes to perfection A few weeks of killing myself with boredom soon had me pulling my hair out as impatience got the better of me. I started to […]
20 minutes to perfection
Sooner or later fate was going to catch up with me and I was going to pay the price for what was happening to me at work and what I hadn’t done […]
The Great Deception
Previous Post: The Invisible Injury My first few weeks at work were not easy and although I’d walked into work with a happy face I was actually suffering from a bad case […]
The Invisible Injury
Previous Post: Back to Pragmatism So I jumped on to my bike and switched on the ignition….the red and orange light illuminated like some malfunctioning traffic light…..they were telling me to push the […]
Highly Sensitive
Previous Post: Head over Heart I started working in Wellington Central Police Station in November 2014. It was a move that was good for me….and bad for me. I could sit here and blame everything […]
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