In 1974 I was a troubled and vulnerable young man. 18 years old and struggling with my sexuality I had been seeing psychiatrists, was anxious, and in a lot of conflict with my parents. My struggle was to come to terms with being gay and get my parents to accept me. I had one […]

I was in my mid-20s, openly bisexual, very confident, and had enjoyed a great Saturday night out with my housemates. I had drunk a lot. We were outside the local gay club, having a ciggy. I’d noticed these two guys several times over the last year or so. Everyone noticed them. They were athletic, good […]

This is a big one. If you read this, it should sting. If I write this right, it should sting me too. Recovery is about responsibility. Healing is about you taking responsibility for your healing. It’s not down to anyone else. Your healing is no one else’s responsibility. This is entirely unfair. You were the […]

I have started to type this then delete it over and over again, not sure if it was the right thing to do or not. My life up until 2004 was, how can I put it, difficult, living a life that was a lie. At the time I was married, had a young son, the […]