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The Crack Fox said:
Ruskie said:
Thank you very much for the feedback. I agree with your point but it is far more complicated to blog about life as a paramedic due to issues with anonymity, patient confidentiality and staff confidentiality. I would need permission from my trust to do it and even then they might not agree.
Sure, I get that. Why not change the names and locations and anything that would identify an individual (such as age or rare medical issues etc) ? You don't need permission from anyone to do that. You write so nicely and Paramedics must see some things that us lot would love to hear about (good and bad). Instead of stressing about the grind of going to work you might look forward to coming across new adventures you can share with your readers instead, funny stuff, crazy stuff, people love to read about that and I'm sure you can do it. It might help you think a bit more positively too, who knows?I see you have a 330CI Sport. I had one too. Get your arse along to one of the sprint events a PHer runs and do some skids, info here: https://www.facebook.com/SprintAndTrackday?fref=ts
Good luck
When I started the blog I had three things in mind.
- To raise awareness of mental health/depression in men.
- To raise awareness of mental health/depression in professional football.
- To aid my recovery if at all possible.
To help continue raising awareness I have started a page on facebook. If you could take time to like and share my original blog post posted on there I would be immensely grateful. Thanks a lot.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/How-Football-ruined...
- To raise awareness of mental health/depression in men.
- To raise awareness of mental health/depression in professional football.
- To aid my recovery if at all possible.
To help continue raising awareness I have started a page on facebook. If you could take time to like and share my original blog post posted on there I would be immensely grateful. Thanks a lot.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/How-Football-ruined...
I have been quiet lately but it's there stalking me. I'm on the brink of a crippling down period. This is my first blog for a month. The catalyst is insomnia and rejection.
As always I really appreciate any feedback and interaction, good or bad.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
As always I really appreciate any feedback and interaction, good or bad.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
Reality. I'm getting really good at this depression thing.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
Bits. In total bits.
To those who have sent me personal messages I will reply I due course. Thanks a lot.
Bits. In total bits.
To those who have sent me personal messages I will reply I due course. Thanks a lot.
Hi Ruskie,
If you look back, I was the first person to comment on this thread after your initial post. Sorry that things are bad but I can only reiterate what I said then. You used to be a professional footballer. In conversation, you can casually throw in the line "I used to be a professional footballer". For millions of fans like me with no ability to play the game, that line is the coolest line on Earth.
I'd give up a vital body part to be able to casually chuck that into a conversation.
If you look back, I was the first person to comment on this thread after your initial post. Sorry that things are bad but I can only reiterate what I said then. You used to be a professional footballer. In conversation, you can casually throw in the line "I used to be a professional footballer". For millions of fans like me with no ability to play the game, that line is the coolest line on Earth.
I'd give up a vital body part to be able to casually chuck that into a conversation.
TwigtheWonderkid said:
Hi Ruskie,
If you look back, I was the first person to comment on this thread after your initial post. Sorry that things are bad but I can only reiterate what I said then. You used to be a professional footballer. In conversation, you can casually throw in the line "I used to be a professional footballer". For millions of fans like me with no ability to play the game, that line is the coolest line on Earth.
I'd give up a vital body part to be able to casually chuck that into a conversation.
Thank you, that is very true. I tend to be careful where I bring it up, as most of time people don't believe you!If you look back, I was the first person to comment on this thread after your initial post. Sorry that things are bad but I can only reiterate what I said then. You used to be a professional footballer. In conversation, you can casually throw in the line "I used to be a professional footballer". For millions of fans like me with no ability to play the game, that line is the coolest line on Earth.
I'd give up a vital body part to be able to casually chuck that into a conversation.
I'm having a tough time at the moment. Just getting through life.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2015...
My latest blog about the little white lies we tell, when we have depression.
If people wouldn't mind taking 30 seconds, if you like the blog/think it's worthwhile to link/share/RT to get it out there. Obviously it's anonymous so there is no ulterior motive on my part. I just want it out there. Thanks.
My latest blog about the little white lies we tell, when we have depression.
If people wouldn't mind taking 30 seconds, if you like the blog/think it's worthwhile to link/share/RT to get it out there. Obviously it's anonymous so there is no ulterior motive on my part. I just want it out there. Thanks.
Edited by Ruskie on Thursday 1st October 12:36
I found out on Friday that what I thought was an annoying niggling knee injury is actually rather worse than expected and I won't play football again.
As someone that has played weekend footie for 20 years this has come as a bit of a shock and it's weird to think I won't be part of that scene now. This has been quite hard to take and wondered Ruskie how you felt when your (obviously much better) football days finished? Knowing you aren't part of a unit anymore is tough to deal with isn't it? Did you feel like part of your identity was disappearing - I'm guessing you were known to friends/family as the guy who was "really good at football"?
As someone that has played weekend footie for 20 years this has come as a bit of a shock and it's weird to think I won't be part of that scene now. This has been quite hard to take and wondered Ruskie how you felt when your (obviously much better) football days finished? Knowing you aren't part of a unit anymore is tough to deal with isn't it? Did you feel like part of your identity was disappearing - I'm guessing you were known to friends/family as the guy who was "really good at football"?
mikeyr said:
I found out on Friday that what I thought was an annoying niggling knee injury is actually rather worse than expected and I won't play football again.
As someone that has played weekend footie for 20 years this has come as a bit of a shock and it's weird to think I won't be part of that scene now. This has been quite hard to take and wondered Ruskie how you felt when your (obviously much better) football days finished? Knowing you aren't part of a unit anymore is tough to deal with isn't it? Did you feel like part of your identity was disappearing - I'm guessing you were known to friends/family as the guy who was "really good at football"?
Think I felt different because it was my decision to stop. I left my last club after a difficult two years and went and sat with a manager of a conference club. The money was pretty good for part time at around £500 a week. As I looked around the small ground and and bumpy pitch I knew I couldn't do it any more. It was never about the money, I just knew.As someone that has played weekend footie for 20 years this has come as a bit of a shock and it's weird to think I won't be part of that scene now. This has been quite hard to take and wondered Ruskie how you felt when your (obviously much better) football days finished? Knowing you aren't part of a unit anymore is tough to deal with isn't it? Did you feel like part of your identity was disappearing - I'm guessing you were known to friends/family as the guy who was "really good at football"?
Ruskie said:
at around £500 a week. As I looked around the small ground and and bumpy pitch I knew I couldn't do it any more.
I'm not sure I've ever played on a non bumpy pitch.My son played at The Emirates in the summer. (he's a crap player like me but he's a football journalist and it was a press thingy). He said it was amazing compared to the local park. It was actually flat and the ball went roughly where you expected it to go.
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