
It was that laborious ritual that had plagued me for the past few months, waking at some ungodly hour of the morning and lying there contemplating life. As I lay in bed […]
Stories about my dive into depression
It was that laborious ritual that had plagued me for the past few months, waking at some ungodly hour of the morning and lying there contemplating life. As I lay in bed […]
Depression within the police was a subject I wasn’t keen to write about when I was at my lowest ebb. As I have written before, you have to be careful what you […]
Previous Post: The Soldiers Hole I looked at the date on my last post and realised that there was a lot missing in the world of Michael Cartwright. I could sit here […]
A soldier with PTSD fell into a hole and couldn’t get out. When a SNCO walked by the Soldier called out for help, but the SNCO yelled back, “Suck it up son, […]
Previous Post: The Silent Friend I was reluctant to use the term “Go Fuck Yourself” as a title because I thought it might upset the more reserved members of my audience. I […]
It’s been nearly three years now since I made friends with a “black dog” and nearly 6 months since I dropped a line to you all. A few things have changed over […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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