Changing lives: down and out and back up again in Brighton
I was the general manager of a very successful bar and restaurant on Brighton seafront for nine years, working 90–100-hour weeks.
I was in a difficult relationship, had been suffering with long-term depression and was grieving my father’s death. What I realise now is that I was in the midst of a breakdown.
Eventually I was signed off work. The relationship broke down shortly after this and I had nowhere to go. Christmas Eve 2014 was my first night out on the streets.
“I was six and a half stone, totally numb and couldn’t believe I was in this situation. I couldn’t see a way out of it.”
I was six and a half stone, totally numb and couldn’t believe I was in this situation. I couldn’t see a way out of it and battled with suicidal thoughts. A friend told me about First Base Day Centre; in floods of tears, I met with a caseworker.
On my third or fourth morning at First Base I was approached by the heritage officer and asked whether I had any interest in history, as there was a trip happening the following day to Weald and Downland Open Air Museum. I needed a distraction from my feelings and the officer said that there would be no cost to me so I decided to go along.
Planning for the future
It was the first step in a journey which led to me researching and presenting the HLF-supported Brighton Housing Trust (BHT) heritage trail during the Brighton Fringe Festival. Representing BHT gave me a huge sense of pride and the great feedback from the public was a big confidence booster.
The last 18 months have been a total rollercoaster. I still have dark days but my mental health has improved, I’m eating healthily and I meet with new friends regularly. I got heavily involved in creating this year’s heritage trail and I’m starting to look ahead and plan for the future; something that I haven’t done for a long time.
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