Today marks exactly 11 years since my suicide attempt. I do reflect upon that day, the experience and the aftermath, it would be odd if I didn’t. It is a day of mixed emotions not only for me but my w…

At the age of 61, I had my first and last tattoo.  Why? Simply because it was on my list of things to do, particularly fuelled by a weekend away with my brothers some years back.  Did it hurt?  Of cou…

Moral Injury is a phrase I had never heard of until I read a post by Tony Salvatore (LinkedIn) and to be honest, didn’t really understand it. However, over the last couple of weeks have read up on it …

I have thought long and hard as to whether or not I should post this, asking myself am I simply adding to irresponsible reporting. However, I believe there is a case to be had for doing so, as it is a…

When I recount the story of my suicide attempt, the one aspect I always find difficult to articulate are the unconscious hours – not surprisingly.Yet I do recall this image.During those hours, it beca…

World Suicide Prevention Day 2017 has come and gone for another year and hopefully some lives will have been saved. This doesn’t mean the issue has gone away for another year, far from it. It is with …