autism
Yesterday I was speaking to a really nice lad at my local Tesco's. A young-ish man, around my age. I regularly see him at the checkout when I'm buying dinner for the evening. I had my son with me that day, and Alex was trying to choose his favourite brand of chocolate from the checkout counter. The young man...
men
My mother told me to shut up quite a lot. My dad did too; he just beat it out of me when I cried. Seems this is the way of the world these days. I get beaten up by my dad, my mum tells me to shut up, and then when the big wide world hits me in the face I'm...
man and son
I was upstairs working away last night when I heard a whimper. A faint whine which I recognised to be my son's. Now I knew Alex was downstairs whilst Natalie was doing housework, so I ignored it and carried on working, she'd be able to handle whatever it was that he was wanting. It was my time to play...
being a dad
In a good way. I always imagined that being a dad for the first time I would be sitting at a table with my friends smoking a fat cigar whilst the wife was back at home telling all of her friends. It was a very 60's version of coming into rights but that was what I had experienced before. I...
mother and son
Okay, so before we get into this let it be known that I hold no anger or ill will towards my mother. She was just doing what she thought was best for me in hard times with the tools at her disposal. That's all that I could ever ask for; that she tried her best, which she did. I've written...
Raymond is a thirty something young man with lots of experience in the Mental Health sector. He is challenging current popular views on Mental Health, Parenting, Childhood, and Men.

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