I survived domestic abuse. Not metaphorically. Not in the vague, difficult-to-define way people sometimes use that word. I mean I lived inside an abusive relationship for years, and I came out the other side. Damaged. Disoriented. Unsure of who I wa...

49% of male victims of domestic abuse never tell anyone. Not their employer. Not their GP. Not a friend. Nobody. They come to work. They sit in meetings. They hit their targets. And they carry it completely alone. Domestic abuse does not stay at the...

I want to tell you about a graphic I made last week. It started as a simple idea. Five places. Five truths. The places men in crisis actually go, and the thing they never say while they are there. A GP waiting room. He sat there for 40 minutes and ...

I want to start with something honest. When I sent you the first edition of this newsletter a few weeks ago, I wasn't sure what to expect. A very high open rate and zero unsubscribes told me something I genuinely needed to hear. That the people who ...

I wrote this because I lived it. Because I know what it is like to meet someone who said all the right things. Who made you feel seen. Who felt like everything. And then slowly, quietly, made you feel like nothing. Abuse does not always announce its...

One book. One place. One man at a time. There are men sitting in refuge waiting rooms, prison libraries, GP surgeries, court waiting areas, and homeless shelters right now who have never once seen a book written for them. About what they are going t...

If you have landed here, welcome. And I mean that genuinely. Maybe you found one of my books on Amazon. Maybe you came across a video or a social media post. Maybe someone who cares about you sent you this way because they thought it might help. How...