He hadn't seen the old man since...

He hadn't seen the old man since the day of the funeral. There was too much pain and shame to confront, but now he may not have a choice. 


The call had come in the early afternoon. The hospital advising that if he wanted to say goodbye he needed to get there now. He had deliberated whether he wanted to go. Did he need to say goodbye, or had they been dead to each other for years? What would be gained from it? Would he regret not going?

AYRTD Part 2: Not a Solution

And if I get drunk well, I’ll pass out

On the floor now baby

You won’t bother me no more

Hello Me

Dear 10 Year Old Me,
If you are wondering why I am doing this then STOP…the real question is how I am sending you a letter from the future. The truth is I met Doctor Who and asked him to deliver a letter to you (BTW the eleventh Doctor will be your favourite followed by the Ninth). If you are still wondering why, it is because I have been inspired to write this letter and hopefully it will help me to mend a little bit.

AYRTD - Part 1: Through Glass

Part 1: Through Glass

How do you feel? That is the question

But I forget you don't expect an easy answer

When something like a soul becomes initialized

And folded up like paper dolls and little notes

You can't expect a bit of hope

Are You Ready To Die? - Foreword

This is my story about depression and anxiety and what it is like to live with it. Your story may be the same or it may be very different. The key thing is not to compare stories, but to get the stories out there. There is a stigma surrounding mental health and the people who suffer, it is time to break that stigma.

A Good Day

Sitting on the verandah, breeze gently blowing
Hanging with my wife, for this its worth living
Beer in my hand, child on my knee

Darker and Darker...

Darker and darker, the blackness closes in. Closer and closer, Demons, torture and pain. The warrior within me raises his shield, but lifting it becomes harder with every day I awaken. Weary and tired, his sword moving slower. The fight is too hard, the battle too long, the years have worn on, the onslaught too strong.