Tag: recovery

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 Silent Friend

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 […]

Back to Pragmatism

Previous Post:  Jigsaw As I have said in Jigsaw I wasn’t really prepared to go back to police work.  I hadn’t recovered and as I headed towards it at a rate of knots that […]

Jigsaw

Previous Post:  What Routine ? As I sit here and write this post I start to wonder where I have gone wrong over the last few months.  I’m trending upwards but the road […]

Rocky Road

Previous Post:  Decision Time ? In August 1978 I left New Zealand as a fresh-faced naive 18-year-old male out to explore the world and see what it had to offer.  At the time I […]

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 […]

Head over Heart

Previous Post:  A Lesson Learn’t….Nope In 2010 Katrina and I decided to move to Wellington, it was for no apparent reason but Katrina was from there and I spent the first 13 […]