How can kids like I was recover from the impact of bullying on their mental health if we don’t provide the right support? Continue reading Bouncing back?
I’m walking across the school yard outside the science labs when this kid comes right up to my face. He has one hand in his bag. I must have looked like I was about to pass out with fear, because that’s how I felt. “I’ll be watching you this weekend. I know where you live. If you go out of your front door, I’ll be waiting for you with my gun, and I’ll shoot you. I’ll kill you. Got it?” I believed him. Continue reading ‘If you leave your house, I’ll shoot you. I’ll kill you.’ #bullying
Apparently this week is anti-bullying week, so I thought I’d jump on the bandwagon a bit and post my thoughts. You might not think it to look at me in this photo from my last day at Winstanley Primary School, but by this time I had been bullied for at least three years. I was (though no-one spotted it at the time) suffering from depression, … Continue reading Bullying. It’s wrong but, for me, hasn’t been all bad.
When I posted yesterday, I really didn’t know what the reaction of other people would be. In the end I’ve been bowled over with kindness and support – some of the time from complete strangers. Right now I feel like I’m walking on air. All of your kind thoughts and words have made a huge, huge difference. They really have. Most of the people who got … Continue reading A wonderful surprise (and one or two people to thank).
311 days ago I was formally, and finally, diagnosed with severe, major depression. Some of you will know what happened to finally tip me over the edge, some of you won’t. But as I now feel ready, I wanted to explain – as much as I can – what has been going in with me for the last year, and before. A lot of what … Continue reading 311 days…
One of the biggest things that I’ve uncovered about myself through working with my counsellor has been a deep-seated and thoroughly debilitating social anxiety. There are understandable reasons for this – I was going to say ‘good’ reasons, but that’s not what I mean. When I was at school, from the age of about seven onwards, I was bullied. I realise, of course, that everyone … Continue reading The value of getting out and about.