Description A collection of poems and prose poems, an exploration of a life, of suffering and of recovery. About the Author I'd Once Heard it Said "You're no good", followed by violence and more words. He grew up hearing he was no good, he even believed it, right through his working life But one day de decided to go back to school, over 40, no qualifications, and people were laughing behind his back - but they weren't laughing when he got 9 Distinctions and 9 Merits H.N.D 2001 graduated, degree from Southbank University, but all the time memories of what he was called as a child dogged him, followed him like a bad smell. No one ever said he'd done something good, never encouragement, only pain. He was the only person I'd heard of who graduated with Narcolepsy - slept throughout his course and still passed. Lost eight stone and still never thought he had done anything special. 2004 found him at Poetry Group where he started to write what he felt like. Death and Suicide. After many attempts he found himself seeing a Psychiatrist, who said, "You display a lot of signs of Aspersers Syndrome", and he thought - just another whip for his back. However he came to understand just what had caused his troubled life, no friends, isolated, always on his own. Only death was his friend. His mother who had always said the most terrible things to him, made him feel like committing suicide. If he had Aspersers, could other family members have it? His brother said to him, out of the blue, he'd lost two kids; one would be 9 now and the other 4. He replied, "That's sad, that's something you never get over". His brother said "He had." Later that night he told his mother who replied "That's his problem". He said in a soft voice "That's insensitive" - a short silence, and his mother replied "Yes, but I already knew". He replied, "Don't worry, but don't say it to him" Then it struck him, it was not said with malice or to cause pain it was just said like you might say "good morning Aspersers". If you feel like jumping off, it's said by the time you hit the bottom you have forgotten why you jumped. Don't. If you want people to know, then don't. How will you know? You're dead. If you are alone, not loved, rejected. Don't He wrote with a smile as they said "Where's Jason gone - to join the one million?" It is written that one million people a year commit suicide. DON'T. 17/03/08
Words: back to school, blue health, don t want you back, don t worry, dont be worry, dont want you back, dont worry be, for kids poems, friend poems, gone already, good morning, health blue, health kids, how feel you, how will i know

Author: Harris, Jason
Publisher: Chipmunkapublishing
Illustration: N
Language: ENG
Title: Death Suicide Despair Poetry
Pages: 00000 (Encrypted PDF)
On Sale: 2009-01-02
SKU-13/ISBN: 9781847475282
Category: Medical : Mental Health
Category: Psychology : Mental Health
Category: Juvenile Nonfiction : Social Issues - Depression & Mental Il