Who Let The Bum In?

Who Let The Bum In?

"By the end of year seven, I was starting to realise just how different my father was from those of my friends ... I only remember him working here and there, helping his friends with basic labouring or graphic design work. That, and the drug dealing."

Who Let The Bum In? Is a chapter from my first book Under The Influence - Reclaiming My Childhood

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Finding the Balance Between Mania and Creativity - Words from a Mentally Ill Writer

Finding the Balance Between Mania and Creativity - Words from a Mentally Ill Writer

It is 4am as I write this, I am slightly inebriated and my brain is buzzing. I have been up all night writing and I am still going. I can’t stop.

I must keep writing. When I get on a roll I can’t help it. Something comes over me and I must get it out. It is an affliction. This has happened before and will happen again...

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