Suicide. My journey to the end.

Life for me in my early twenties was like being inside a tumble dryer. I can’t describe it any better than that. It would always feel as if I had worked through one set of life problems only to have it all thrown back on top of me in an endless dry cycle. You’ve heard […]


A Letter To An Addicted Colleague

When you walked up to me with a three-day old IV-port and told me that you were on daily pethidine for severe peptic ulcer disease, I suspected something fishy.

The Rollercoaster

‘Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder’. That’s what the psychiatrist in the hospital said. Finally, after years of psychological turmoil and endless waiting, I could put a name to these terrible things which were troubling me. Obviously I’d done my own research and had my own ideas, but to have someone properly […]