Societal Thoughts

Here in the UK, Television presenter Caroline Flack took her own life, after being publicly hounded by the tabloid newspapers. She was about to be prosecuted for an alleged assault on her boyfriend.

No-one knows the facts, no-one knows what actually happened that night. The British newspapers took it upon themselves to act as judge, jury and executioner, they showed very little regard for Caroline’s wellbeing or state of mind. In an unpublished draft from her instagram page that her family released today, she mentioned how her life had been swept off her feet, she no longer had a voice or a chance to defend herself. I can’t even begin to imagine what that must feel like. Where the only escape route from this witch hunt is to end it.

There’s talk about ‘Caroline’s Law’, a view to end this mistreatment of people who are in the public eye. Is it too late for reactionary laws? How many people have to take their own life before something is done?

There’s now a t-shirt being sold with a quote from one of her instagram posts.

Don’t get me wrong, the more exposure that suicide prevention gets, the more money raised to help people who think that this is the only way out can only be a good thing.

However, we must identify the root cause.

I don’t think anyone can argue that the tabloid press is rotten to the core. Putting profits before people. I get that as a business, they have to make money somehow. But there are other ways, literally any other way.

We are in the age of social media. There isn’t a bigger platform anywhere in the world, where you can influence the public more than on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.

The trouble is, that you have papers, journalists & influencers who will say something just to get attention. They probably don’t believe some of the stuff that they say, yet choose to say it because they know it’ll create a reaction. Their engagement has never been higher after a moment of controversy.

It’s how they make their money, maintain their profile and use their status to influence people around them. It takes a strong person to take a stand and not get sucked in.

Something that I believe it comes down to is individual expression, self confidence and inner peace.

Social media portrays this example of an ‘ideal body’ or ‘perfect lifestyle’. This is the standard to which we judge ourselves.

No-one comes close to what is being portrayed, it’s but a small snapshot of someone’s life, mostly exaggerated to make people think they’re perfect.

We must own our individuality, embrace authenticity on a wider scale, accept people for who they are and be kind.

Don’t believe what you see on social media. As with all portrayals of a utopian world, not is all as it seems.


It’s been a while.

I had my follow up call with my therapist yesterday. This is the one where they leave you for three months to see how you cope after an 8 month programme of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy.

It went well. Compared to last year I am so much more content with things, I’ve got more of a handle of things and I know what my triggers are. I know that I live with anxiety and that’s okay. I have people that I can rely on to support me through any rough patches.

I remember talking to a friend about how annoyed I got that my house wasn’t being kept tidy by my partner at the time and how much it derails my day. The overwhelming feeling of hopelessness that this triggered was something that I couldn’t work past.

She said ‘I think you might be suffering from depression’

That’s a funny thing to hear. You think you’re okay, you think that your reaction to something so small is rational. I can’t be depressed, I’m happy and outgoing, that’s not me at all.

It was.

Referring myself for therapy was one of the best things I have ever done.

My therapist reminded me of things I had said when we first started our sessions. One of them was ‘I just don’t want to be sad anymore’.

I struggled with depression a long side anxiety – mainly onset by a breakdown of a relationship & one of my best friends passing away far too soon.

I thought I managed to get myself out of it when I met someone new, but it was just papering over a crack, which was getting bigger.

Being able to talk to someone who had no emotional investment was cathartic. Yeah, you can talk to friends, family or loved ones but they all carry with them a certain paradigm in which you exist.

Everyone has their own agenda, whether it’s obvious or not.

Which is why I liked my therapist so much. I could be brutally honest, without fear of repurcussions. So I got everything out, over the course of 8 months. We applied framework to help me manage my feelings, something that I have not been very good at.

Now I am grateful for everyone in my life. This process has taught me the importance of opening up to people, investing emotionally into them in order to get the same back. Some people aren’t for you, but they will make themselves known very quickly.

If you are struggling, talk to someone.

If you’re not struggling, check in with a mate. It only takes a minute to ask how someone is doing and it could make the world of difference.

The Inaugural Post


Thank you for stopping by, wherever you may be!

I wanted to start by just explaining what this ‘blog’ is going to be about. The answer to that is, quite simply, I’m not too sure. You could classify it as ramblings of a mad man/woman, observations on life, or just someone who is desperate for attention.

The main idea of this is that it remains anonymous and more of a documentation of the human condition. I am lucky enough to work somewhere where I encounter all sorts of people and I have a lot of time to observe and reflect. You could call it a diary.

That being said, I guess this blog has an element of self help about it, mental health professionals encourage those who suffer to write things down in order to help with compartmentalisation and they’re right, it does help.

’til next time.