Throw up a flag, they’ll come running

Don’t underestimate the power of reaching out for help when shit gets real. This afternoon, after getting myself worked up about something I’m not gonna go into, I (embarrassingly) went into anxiety meltdown in Yarmouth town centre. Fear of nothing specific, sweaty palms, heart beating in double time; all the really fun stuff. Rather than […]

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#TBT

This photo was taken by my best mate on June 27th 2016; the day I left Brighton to walk 3000 miles around mainland Great Britain. Look at me there (the credulous bungler between the V’s); I thought the whole trip would last 7 months. 7 MONTHS! I thought I’d be walking 25 miles a day […]

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Christmas in Mind

Letting depression in sometimes feels like the right thing to do. Like, maybe it’s a case of ‘keep your friends close and your enemies closer’. I was in Newcastle city centre yesterday afternoon, taking my time over my morning coffee in Starbucks and then deciding to pick up a few bits before I set off; […]

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Come on England

I came up with an analogy which I think sums up my tendency to self-sabotage myself into depression when I hear it knocking, rather than trying and pull myself out of it: It’s like watching England play; of course I want them to win, but when their play begins to grind and the standard drops […]

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Depression Chestnut

Some days life feels precarious; so it’s important I keep my footing. If Black Dog sniffs me out and drags me in when I feel like this, everything goes to shit. The ground beneath me doesn’t always feel this unsafe though, it’s easy to forget that when Black Dog’s around. So if I do get […]

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Leaving England

This is my last day in England for a couple of months, so I’m taking it slow. If you read my post last night you’ll know that I pitched my tent upon the old city walls of Berwick upon Tweed, with sea and Scotland both tantalisingly within sight. However, after I got comfy I began […]

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Absence of wonderment

It’s been nearly 2 weeks since I last blogged. I’ve being writing, its just been more personal and reflective than usual and it’s not really suitable for consumption over WordPress. So, my apologies for seeming quiet. The last time I wrote a blog I was in Bowness of Solway. I was about to begin the […]

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