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A personal blog which touches on depression, loss and muddling through. Tackles mental health issues with insight, integrity and stick figures.

Recent Posts Tagged With 'suicide'

  • first

    Posted on Wednesday September 3rd, 2008 at 17:25 in , past, self-harm, suicide

    - So was it money or a man?That was a nurse. I'm sitting in a tiny makeshift cubicle off casualty while she watches me drink my charcoal. The tops of the curtains are splattered with dried blood. I do...

  • How to Live: Feeling Alone?

    Posted on Sunday August 31st, 2008 at 05:14 in , loneliness, paint, suicide

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  • The Razorblade Room

    Posted on Saturday August 23rd, 2008 at 06:54 in , metaphor, suicide

    Warning: Possible triggers.In the late Seventies, so the story goes, a lovelorn young chef at what used to be The Central Hotel in Glasgow jumped to his death from a top floor window. Shortly afterwar...

  • Hey, It's Liz Jones Week Here On LfE!

    Posted on Sunday July 6th, 2008 at 10:02 in , mental health, suicide, writing

    Ah jeez, you spend the week saying you like her new hair and then she writes something offensively dumb like400 Facebook friends, but who else did the web let into Laurent’s life?when there hasn't b...

  • In Hotel Rooms

    Posted on Wednesday March 5th, 2008 at 17:08 in , depression, despair, freedom, russia, self-harm, suicide

    A friend of mine is a travelling project manager, a sort of mercenary IT guy, who works around the country and lives in hotels. He doesn't like the Alan Partridge life. He finds it lonely and dull and...

  • Hide and Seek 3

    Posted on Monday February 25th, 2008 at 01:31 in , suicide

    Anyone who says that suicide is the easy way out has obviously never tried it.An ex of mine had an infamous relative who rented a French château and threw champagne fuelled parties for a month, befor...

  • Hide and Seek 2

    Posted on Sunday February 24th, 2008 at 01:22 in , suicide

    Of course, when you're an adult nobody gives a shit where you are.Unless you're late.But no-one really begins to worry until you don't show up for work or you haven't cooked their dinner or your bloat...