This is the first post on my first EVER blog, so please bare with me! I’m not sure if there is an audience for a man talking about his feelings & mental health. Plenty of women seem to take or get a lot from this yet to see a mans perspective. What I will say is I’m hoping this helps me with a number of things and if it helps anyone else then thats just a bonus!


So here’s the heavy shit & background in how I am here on a rather chilly night in December at 9pm sat in my rented house at the age of 26 having had what I would describe as a hard 2 years! Now I totally understand some people have been through FAR worse in life and I am extremely fortunate to be in work, with a roof over my head and food in my stomach each and every day. BUT you try telling my brain that over the last 10 months. That brain over that period has been an extremely dark place and I have struggled to 1. Admit that, 2. Come to terms with that & 3. Learn(ing) to live with it.

These posts are unlikely to be in chronological order, and unlikely to be posted at set intervals to each other. The plan at the moment is by the end of them I have put my thoughts and experiences over the last 2 years down in words and I have nothing else to write about except for to look forward. The Hope is that I have a better understanding of the last 2 years, why things have happened and more at peace with myself. If my ramblings interest you, help you or even intrigue you please share, tell those around you. You never know we could help another 2 men who go on to help another 4 then 8 then 16 etc etc etc you get my gist!

If you are still reading then I applaud & thank you, I look forward to seeing you back for my first post whatever that may be.

Cheers.