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 […]
The Silent Friend
Go F**k Yourself
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 […]
The Soldiers Hole
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, […]
Mental Health – The Career Destroyer ?
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 […]
Constructed Depression
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 […]
Good Intentions
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 […]
One Flew Over the Policeman's Nest 
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