Month: February 2019

  • When I rejected the beliefs of my parents

    It’s probably not completely true to say that this account marks the day I rejected the beliefs of my parents, rather it was a major event in an on-going process that led me to reassess all my assumptions. It was Christmas 1977, I think. I was living in the UK, in St. Albans in Hertfordshire…

  • You are not depressed, you are not anxious, you are not poor

    Everyone wants friends. These days having friends means having followers, and being followed on social media, and often means identifying with a group. I frequently see posts by people who label themselves as depressed or anxious (and going to counselling). Politicians refer to the poor or the homeless. What’s wrong with all this is that…