DescriptionBorn an only child to a family with a traditional but outdated view to discipline, Tom spent his early years on the outskirts of London, before his family moved to a cottage in the countryside. After his father became interested in horseracing, it was decided that the family were going to move to Newmarket to follow his fathers dream of becoming a successful race horse trainer.The idyllic life that his family hoped to pursue when they moved to Newmarket never happened, as they were betrayed by a colleague and lost their financial security. Becoming targets for people who had been wronged by the same person that deceived them.As his world grew more uncertain, his mental health began to wain, and by the time his grandparents committed suicide, Tom was engulfed in a fully blown psychotic illness that led to him being sectioned when he was sixteen.After finding a flaw in his psychotic delusions. Tom worked hard to regain some control of his life and integrate with the lifestyle of Newmarket's famous horseracing industry. Tom then embarked on a years long quest to fit in and be 'normal'. But ultimately the desire to fit in with everyone else and the pressures of trying to live up to other people expectations caused him to have a major relapse that threw his world in turmoil. This biography charts the progress if one young mans recovery from severe mental illness and touches on the damage that can be done from trying to live up to other peoples expectations.About the AuthorTom currently resides in Newmarket, where he enjoys nature, illustration, listening to music, and singing songs he's written when nobody is listening. Hopefully one day he'll let you listen. You never know, stranger things have happened.He's recently become involved with the local service user group, Suffolk User Forum (SUF) and believes that service user involvement is essential for maintaining and improving services for other people who experience mental distress.My bedroom was in the old part of the house and my bedroom door would have been the wall of the end of the old house, but it now opened up unto the landing of the new extension my parents had built. With their bedroom being part of theanbsp;...
|Title||:||What Will Other People Think?|
|Publisher||:||Chipmunkapublishing ltd - 2011-06-01|