Sometimes I use a metaphor to explain to a client why relapse back to addiction doesn’t have to be a possibility. Imagine that we were…
My big dream growing up was that I’d write a book that would make it onto the shelves of the Eason’s bookstore on O’Connell Street…
I left Ireland in 1987 and other than for a few months here and there, I have remained away from the country of my birth.…
In 1992, I spent a few days in Liverpool visiting my then girlfriend’s family. This was during the heyday of my enthusiasm for alcohol when…
One of the tasks I would perform as a nurse was packing away the belongings of people who had passed. I remember doing this one…
The window in my office looks out unto a small artificial waterfall that is covered in plants. I spend a lot of time staring out…