Mental Health
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The Online Hate That Killed Caroline Flack
We’ve heard of suicides before. But Caroline Flack’s death hit different. Not because I knew her, I didn’t. But because it laid bare something we all know is happening but choose to ignore: the absolute poison that social media has become. The keyboard warriors don’t give a shit about the damage they cause. If you…
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Me Too Without the Microphone – The Pain That Lingers
In Summary: This piece isn’t just about one man’s bruised ego or a careless insult. It’s about how a single thoughtless comment can reopen the wounds of decades-old abuse. I was mocked by someone who knew exactly how fragile I once was, and it sent me straight back to the frightened boy I’d spent a…
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Stop Blaming Social Media – Parents Need to Parent
What is it with parents, schools, and even government officials banging on about how kids should spend less time staring at screens? Kids should spend less time on social media. We should restrict their access to platforms. We should limit their time on devices. Here’s a radical thought: just take the devices off them. Better…
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The Dog Biscuit Incident: An ADHD Research Tragedy
It started with a dog biscuit. Not an important biscuit. Not a special, vet-prescribed, artisan, cold-pressed, Himalayan-lentil, air-dried biscuit. Just a bog-standard crunchy treat from a tub that had definitely been open for “a while”, in the same way that milk in the fridge is sometimes “probably fine”. A normal person would’ve sniffed it, shrugged,…
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For You It Was the Past. For Me It Was Yesterday.
Imagine being scared in your own home before you even understand what fear is. Not teenage fear. Not adult worry about bills or work. I mean the sort of fear that sits in the stomach of a three or four year old who hasn’t yet figured out how the world works. A small child who…
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“You’re Not Broken” – Except Now I Think I Might Be
Bloody hell, here we are. A few years into this social media thing and I’m already questioning where it’s all headed. I’ve been watching this Facebook stuff for a while now. Joined it several years back, mostly to see what the fuss was about. Still don’t get it, if I’m honest. People would rather sit…
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When the Past Won’t Let Go
It’s 2005. And I’m sat here at some ungodly hour, probably should be sleeping, but instead I’m writing this down because I don’t have anyone to talk to about it. I’ve been getting to work at 4am, sometimes 5am. Staying till 6, 7, 8 at night. Going in on Saturdays. And for what? None of…