There are a lot of podcasts, articles, action groups and charities out there about men’s mental health. They repeatedly highlight how men don’t express their feelings and bottle things up. It’s a complex picture and I don’t believe there is a one size fits all solution.
Grief Journals is simply another flag in the ground to rally around. I know that in reading these pages, some of you will find an all important inner voice, connecting with what I’ve written. You will understand that there is another man out there who sees and feels things as you do. I know from personal experience, how important for the sanity of our soul that can be.
Grief is one of the hardest feelings to embrace and share. It has been my start point for this on-line journal, which, as you will discover, covers the whole range of emotions and feelings. The picture in the heading is of me at a significant restaurant that my wife and I went to on the first anniversary of Gar’s death. Click here if you’d like to read more. (Bear with me the post is in production!)
If what you’ve read resonates, and you’d like to start a dialogue, or stirs one of your own stories that you’d like to share, please drop me a line via the Contact Page. Join my mailing list and get a message, every time I add a new story.
The First Anniversary of Gar’s Death
So many demanding things happened to us, as a family, in the first year after Gar took his life, in July 2021. Having moved to Devon, six months later, in
No one Here is Me
The shock of Gar’s death, immediately hit family and friends, in both clearly visible and, more concerningly, invisible ways. Grief is a shockwave, with a wide and scattered impact, jerking
Empty Headed Days
There are some days, when you feel as if all of the wires in your head have been unplugged and reconnected back, in a completely random order. Your Numbskulls* must
