As a self appointed mental health advocate, I have been fortunate enough to be approached by the BBC a few times throughout my crazy journey of ill mental health and my latest opportunity was being able to share parts of my story via the BBC Radio4 and Made In Manchester documentary, “Black Girls Don’t Cry”. Due to resounding success, it is available once more. It airs January 3rd at 8pm BBC Radio4 but is also currently available on iPlayer. Simply Google, “Black Girls Don’t Cry” or https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0b9zfws and you shall be able to hear two other brave black ladies as well as myself, share our stories of ill mental health. Catch it while you can. It really gives great food for thought.
To my readers,
Just as you support me by following this website and staying up To date with my poetry and blogs. Please help me in the same way by watching/sharing/supporting/following and subscribing to my YouTube channel, noone adiaryfromnoone and enjoy the festive pilot of my new chat show, No One’s Lounge. Enjoy acoustic music, magic and chit chat about Christmas traditions and how the season often evokes ill mental health within people. Comment, have your say and ask me anything. This show is for you. Merry Christmas 2017,
From No One 🎅☃️🎄
For those of you that suffer from ill physical and/or ill mental health and just cannot get out and about.
For those of you with restrictive anxiety that holds you back from communicating with friends or family.
For those of you with crippling depression that holds you captive in your own home.
On behalf of those that are homeless and on the streets with no security or food to eat.
On behalf of the elderly whom are lonely and seemingly forgotten.
On behalf of children and young people in foster care with no loyal, loving and supportive family.
On behalf of substance abusers that cannot break their cycle of bad habits.
On behalf of the mentally ill whom are institutionalised, suicidal, lonesome and feeling insignificant.
I spare a thought of kindness for you all.
I accept and do not reject you.
This pilot is mostly about Christmas,yet I acknowledge that the above does not only exist at this festive time, in fact things for these people probably escalate at this time! I have been institutionalised at Christmas, unwell at Christmas and my eyes are open to all of it. I acknowledge you.
No One’s Lounge is a chat show for people whom feel like they miss out on going out and being entertained, and miss out on meaningful conversation. From my lounge, directly to yours, I want to discuss the vast spectrum of ill mental health whilst also enjoying live entertainment.
I need a producer, financial support and public acknowledgement. Put all three together and we will have a very good season on our hands 🤞 please watch the pilot, subscribe and look out for the full episode, December 24th 🎅❤🎅
When you sing,
And share your music,
Like an anchor sinks into the deep and seemingly endless sea,
A magnet of force,
Draws it directly to the very bottom,
My ears fall into a mythical utopia,
And your melodious sound engulfs me whole,
Hypnotised and mesmerised,
I feel every note,
Pump through my veins,
Clear my head,
My heart beats in unison with you,
My soul rises like the sun,
And time no longer bares any meaning,
I am with you,
And we are one.
This was last years… Please check out, “A FESTIVAL FROM NO ONE”
Despite this year being my toughest yet in regards to my personal ill mental health, I have persevered with crowdfunding, organising and arranging the return of my event, “A FESTIVAL FROM NO ONE RETURNS”. It takes place Saturday 22nd July 2017 @ 123-125 Showell Green Lane, Birmingham, B11 4JD, 12:00-17:00pm. This event is to raise awareness and money for BSMHFT (Birmingham and Solihull Mental Health Foundation Trust). The day will be filled with fun and live entertainment, with mental health at the heart of it. There will be inspirational speeches, live bands, acoustic artists, poets and spoken word artists, henna, face paint and body glitter art, mental health information, arts and crafts, light refreshments, a raffle, complementary massages, dancing, Zumba, a whole variety of things to advocate that a healthy body means a healthy mind. It is absolutely free to attend. Donations are welcome. Bring your pennies for the raffle and special body shop products on sale, bring a garden chair or a mat, your dancing shoes and be open to having fun in a family and community friendly environment, in the name of mental health. This is an outside event. Consider this your invitation! Come and spend the day with No One and friends. I hope to see you there.
This song was written within the confinement’s of institutionalisation. They have sectioned me but they may never section my creativity. I thank my wonderful, generous, caring, patient friends for their emotional and creative support. They came with the tools to temporarily fix my wings and accompany them whilst soaring the sky. What a view, what a feeling, what an honour. I thank the five of you for your magnificence xxxx
Have a listen…
Listen to INSTITUTIONALISED WITH VISITORS by noone adiaryfromnoone #np on #SoundCloud
If you believe in the power of creativity and expression, have an interest in memtal health, please look at my fundraising pledge and share/donate xx
This was last year’s,it was amazing and with your help, it came be again.
Please help me get this viral! I just want to do a good thing, if you ask yourself, is that a bad thing? Of cause not! I invite you to join me. Record a video, munch those biscuits, nominate 4 people and then say (even I messed up on this part) “MENTAL HEALTH AFFECTS ONE IN FOUR” How many biscuits can you munch whilst speaking at the same time? This is a bit of fun to reach the masses but the topic is serious and I am fundraising to do something good…
2016 has been as crazy as ever for me, full of uninvited recurrences, showers of rain and glimpses of sunshine. The seemingly never ending tale of No One has been as dramatic 2016 as it has each year since 2013 when I had my breakdown. There has been love, love lost, death, institutionalisation and so much in-between.
Along side my ill health, the parallel opposite has been my forever blossoming interest in spoken word, poetry, creative writing and song. My anxiety doesn’t do me many favours when it comes to sharing my work live but I used to be an actor and I know that hard work and proper graft pays off! Essentially practice gives fuel to your craft and is the ultimate aid and tool to use and exhaust in order to aspire to perfection. As my confidence wavers and allies change, my health deteriorates and generates, it is hard to apply discipline. I am definitely on a journey though, my ultimate vision is unclear but the link below gives you a sample of what I got up to creatively in 2016. Please check it out, have no expectations and just take it for what it is.
Many Thanks and may 2017 be a good year for all of my readers, your friends, lovers and family. xx Love From, No One
Ice daggers nest amidst the crisp air.
Layers are not spared for the Pigs in blankets.
Jingle upon jingle,
The Jenga walls rise,
Consistent with roaring repetition.
The greenery glistens with Diamonds and Jewels,
Competing with the twinkling stars,
The brightest at the peak,
A sea of Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh below.
The blaze of Cherrie’s and Marmalade crackle.
The spit and roasting sizzles,
Clinks and clanks activate and churn the spinning windmill.
Imitation’s of Ho Ho Ho escape unheard,
Shoulders rub together,
The old and the young,
The festive season has begun!
Merry Christmas to one and all.
As I sit in this holy place,
I try to make sense of what is and can be,
Does faith draw in tranquility?
Or does tranquility draw in faith?
I don’t suppose either/or really matters,
What matters is that one is at one with one’s self,
Enabling us to feel joy and purpose in the presence of life.
Religion can make you feel alive,
Part of a community,
But it can also cause terror,
Take away your voice,
Label you impure or a sinner,
Leaving you feeling judged,
In doubt of all that you know and rules that you abide,
And extremely misunderstood!
My question is,
Is there a happy medium?
Sitting in this aesthetically beautiful church building,
With monumental history,
Draped like the crown jewels throughout,
It exuberates wealth,
With lavish gold architecture.
It oozes with glamor and fortune,
Quite the opposite from humble tranquility.
I know not the correct answer to my question.
I know not how I feel entirely,
Being agnostic and all,
But despite the grand facade of gold and riches,
Despite my reservations of religion when in comparison to science,
This place still seems somewhat sacred.
Whether it be the familiar and universal pattern of service from the priest?
The people from near and far,
Foreign and native in prayer?
I do most definitely feel welcome here,
A tingle of God’s presence.
Faith did not lead me there,
Nor a desire for tranquility,
It was more about curiosity,
But I believe I left with a little of both,
How long it will last,
I cannot guarantee,
But I definitely left with a slice of faith and tranquility.