Mental Wiring

Introduction I decided to go on a change of tack for this week seeing as it is Holy Week and many people will be embarking on the journey I went on, because there are elements that are quite relevant even in this phase of mental health difficulties I have experienced in the past while, but also there is the opportunity of redemption, and I suppose healing also.  I was cleaning the oven earlier and I had ideas on how to write this and I've totally forgotten, so this could go in any direction. A History  As you may have gathered - if you have read my profile, I am Catholic, and proudly so within humble reason.  This wasn't always the case.  I was raised in a not particularly religious household, although I was baptised (I think) by the Protestant Free Church in Bootle - this has relevance later.  I think I was about 3 or 4 I had my own first direct religious experience, which I won't divulge here.  My schooling with respect to infants and primary schools was ...

I apologise to anyone that may have 'subscribed' to the blog previously and may have, left due to my inactivity. It has been quite a busy time with the lead up to my son's confirmation, and the time around and immediately after has been quite uncertain which resulted in me taking a self-imposed banishment back to Liverpool for a couple of weeks to evaluate my position in Ireland. I am due to return tomorrow - if anyone is please this is happening, but I doubt there are very few. I joined the Royal Corps of Signals at 16 as an apprentice/junior soldier in the hope of escaping a largely unhappy childhood home which was further exacerbated by Hillsborough and the fallout from that especially the educational side of things.  I army, I hoped would provide me with an escape route and the chance to get a trade as I'd joined as an Apprentice Telecommunications Technician - a skill/trade that would see me through life. I have to admit finding it very hard even from the outset: f...