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Mental Health
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THIS POST HAS SUBSTANTIALLY CHANGED SINCE ITS FIRST PUBLICATION DUE TO THE FORCED CLOSURE OF MY WEBSITE WHERE LINKS WENT TO. THIS POST HAS BEEN UPDATED AND EDITED ON 5TH SEPTEMBER 2026
World Mental Health Day
is on Saturday 10th October 2026
Samaritans phone 116 123 anytime 24 hour service 7 days per week for someone who listens
It is World Mental Health Day on Saturday 10th October 2026. Make no mistake about it, I have mental health issues on a daily basis. For example: last October (2025) I fetched half a bucket of acorns for the local squirrels to save so they can eat them for Christmas Dinner, on New Years Day, Valentine's Day, and Saint Patrick's Day, and the stupid thieves are too respectful to take them. Only I would have honest squirrels in my garden! How frustrating when things don't go to plan, eh?
As an example of how I have opened myself up to honesty and taken some responsibility for my behaviour I have written about my failings in some of my posts. I have posted at least two pseudo-interviews with myself. The statements I make are true at the times of original writing - the questions I ask myself and my responses are more reflective in the present time. You can read those testimonies by searching for 'martin cadwell interview'. Or if you are logged in and on my OU Blog space you can click the tag 'interview'. Or click this link: INTERVIEW which is a link to two of my posts on the OU Blog site https://learn1.open.ac.uk/mod/oublog/view.php?user=852553&tag=interview
I have no mental health training and will not and cannot advise on any matter beyond directions on where to seek appropriate help on an individual basis. However, I may contribute in an open and general way with my ideas on how I see things might be different but as I say NOT on an individual basis.
I found that interviewing myself gave me power over something that takes me hostage and leaves me weakened. If I recognise how frustration affects me (honestly affects me) I can redirect my energy.
My kitchen is too small; I hate electric cookers; My neighbour is weird; My knee hurts and the doctors think I am unfit; I think I am unfit and feel put upon by my own laziness; Why do people keep complaining all the time?
Everybody has some kind of gripe. I did have a website that would allow anonymous anguished cries but it somehow had to go because I suspect I presented as an influencer that might garner support against the politics of a foreign government. No matter, we live and learn.
It is hard being honest with myself but it is the only way I know to rescue myself from being held hostage by PTSD. My mental illness was forced upon me by the actions of others, whom I suspect had their own PTSD from environments they themselves did not have a hand in creating. If you like, I have vicarious mental health problems and I am apt to point a finger of blame but that history is entirely unreachable and the main characters have been hung for war crimes or otherwise assassinated.
All I have left are my own monsters to deal with so I have to be honest to be able to recognise them. 'Ha Haa! Have at ye, you varlets! I shall strike you asunder. Your lies that bind me are my own concoction from the ingredients you offered me. You are discovered and measured. I have control over the eating of the cake you gave me for the recipe for, and it shall not touch my lips.'
World Mental Health Day
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I am not on YouTube or social media
[ 2 Minute read ]
THIS POST HAS SUBSTANTIALLY CHANGED SINCE ITS FIRST PUBLICATION DUE TO THE FORCED CLOSURE OF MY WEBSITE WHERE LINKS WENT TO. THIS POST HAS BEEN UPDATED AND EDITED ON 5TH SEPTEMBER 2026
World Mental Health Day
is on Saturday 10th October 2026
Samaritans phone 116 123 anytime 24 hour service 7 days per week for someone who listens
It is World Mental Health Day on Saturday 10th October 2026. Make no mistake about it, I have mental health issues on a daily basis. For example: last October (2025) I fetched half a bucket of acorns for the local squirrels to save so they can eat them for Christmas Dinner, on New Years Day, Valentine's Day, and Saint Patrick's Day, and the stupid thieves are too respectful to take them. Only I would have honest squirrels in my garden! How frustrating when things don't go to plan, eh?
As an example of how I have opened myself up to honesty and taken some responsibility for my behaviour I have written about my failings in some of my posts. I have posted at least two pseudo-interviews with myself. The statements I make are true at the times of original writing - the questions I ask myself and my responses are more reflective in the present time. You can read those testimonies by searching for 'martin cadwell interview'. Or if you are logged in and on my OU Blog space you can click the tag 'interview'. Or click this link: INTERVIEW which is a link to two of my posts on the OU Blog site https://learn1.open.ac.uk/mod/oublog/view.php?user=852553&tag=interview
I have no mental health training and will not and cannot advise on any matter beyond directions on where to seek appropriate help on an individual basis. However, I may contribute in an open and general way with my ideas on how I see things might be different but as I say NOT on an individual basis.
I found that interviewing myself gave me power over something that takes me hostage and leaves me weakened. If I recognise how frustration affects me (honestly affects me) I can redirect my energy.
My kitchen is too small; I hate electric cookers; My neighbour is weird; My knee hurts and the doctors think I am unfit; I think I am unfit and feel put upon by my own laziness; Why do people keep complaining all the time?
Everybody has some kind of gripe. I did have a website that would allow anonymous anguished cries but it somehow had to go because I suspect I presented as an influencer that might garner support against the politics of a foreign government. No matter, we live and learn.
It is hard being honest with myself but it is the only way I know to rescue myself from being held hostage by PTSD. My mental illness was forced upon me by the actions of others, whom I suspect had their own PTSD from environments they themselves did not have a hand in creating. If you like, I have vicarious mental health problems and I am apt to point a finger of blame but that history is entirely unreachable and the main characters have been hung for war crimes or otherwise assassinated.
All I have left are my own monsters to deal with so I have to be honest to be able to recognise them. 'Ha Haa! Have at ye, you varlets! I shall strike you asunder. Your lies that bind me are my own concoction from the ingredients you offered me. You are discovered and measured. I have control over the eating of the cake you gave me for the recipe for, and it shall not touch my lips.'