mental-health

  • I Woke Up Today

    Dreams of homes never lived in, lovers never had, And of lives lived forever, but not fire-retardant-clad. Dreams of spires and splinters, friends always known, Melted in palms once morning’s fires blown. Dreams so real you’d mourn, if memory would… Continue reading

    I Woke Up Today
  • We Do Not Define Happiness By Material Possessions

    We do not define our happiness by material possessions. But we all do own things. And when we lose them, it is pretty damn annoying. It’s been estimated that the average person in developed Western societies owns 175,000 differentiated things.… Continue reading

    We Do Not Define Happiness By Material Possessions
  • You’re Doing So Good

    A child, named Tommy, sits on a step. Tommy is three. He likes dinosaurs and apples, and he is just learning to tie his shoelaces. As he does so, his inexperienced fingers get caught up in the loops he is… Continue reading

    You’re Doing So Good
  • Be Bold, Be Bald

    “Thsome men are blessthed with beautiful hair, and all othersth are blessthed with beautifully shaped headsth” Christopher Eubank … When I was sixteen, I had an issue that kept me up at night. I eventually booked myself a GP appointment… Continue reading

    Be Bold, Be Bald
  • Just Do It

    Three frogs sat on a log. One of them said “I’m going for a swim”. How many frogs are still on the log? Three. Saying is not doing. … My youngest brother is the most disciplined person I know. Over… Continue reading

    Just Do It
  • Only a Fool or a Child

    Christopher Nolan’s Oppenheimer was a film I admired greatly and enjoyed a lot. I saw it a few times in the cinemas, and thought the cinematography, technicality and direction were excellent. That said, I rarely have thought about it since.… Continue reading

    Only a Fool or a Child
  • Sometimes, It All Just Gets a Bit Much

    Life’s a funny old thing. One moment, you’re careening through the world, feeling on top of it all. And the next, you’re frustrated—then confused by your frustration, then angry that your frustration is confusing you. It feels like a sigh… Continue reading

    Sometimes, It All Just Gets a Bit Much