there was no mention of mental health and self-harming, which is just as important to be aware of at that age, particularly considering the figure above. I certainly remember when I was in secondary school, amongst all the talks about drugs, sexual health etc. On doing a quick Google search whilst writing, I noticed the first page of results, did not show a single page with a reference to the NHS. after they come out and smelling the stench of bile, when you know that they aren’t sick at all.Īs far as I know, self-harm doesn’t get very much press. People tend to forget, that the sufferer is scared, so you may only find out about their self-harm by chance by seeing a scar or burn in an odd place, or even going into a W.C. But often knowing people that think there is no help around can be as bad, in my opinion. Thankfully, I’ve been on the other side of it. It’s haunting almost, how much someone can dislike themselves, or be that tempted to remind themselves that they are still alive. When a person gets to a point where they don’t believe there is solution, other than self-harming, it’s a very scary time for them. Quite frankly, self-harm is an alarming reality. Yet, self-harm has a stigma attached to it and many people go on with their lives without even knowing how much of a problem self-harm is in our society. That’s not a figure many of us will have seen advertised before. Figures released last November show that up to one in twelve young people self harm. The frightening thing about self-harm, is that more of us have been close to it then we would like to admit. Yeah, "life for me has been less than kind," but this album helped me survive.In Features this week, Ben Cole explains the reality of self-harm in today’s society. Is to give up on your hopes and dreams, to give up on your-" "Somewhere between happy and total ***ing wreck,įeet sometimes on solid ground, sometimes at the edge, But the strong personal connection, something hiding just behind the bones of my ear, that little synergistic pull, makes me fall in love with a different song every time I listen the whole way through. The Sufferer and the Witness brought me through tough times-learning to love with But Tonight We Dance, a tough breakup with The Approaching Curve and Roadside, crawling out of strict parental control with Prayer of the Refugee, crouched over a vomit-filled toilet with Injection and shouldering medication-induced side effects with Under the Knife, grappling with burdensome religious heritage yet instinctual agnosticism with Drones, ready to give up with Ready to Fall and Behind Closed Doors, not sure what to do with Worth Dying For, and, of course, ready to tackle life with Survive.Ĭatchy while balancing innovative lyrics and explosive punk rock, the album would surpass a 4.5 rating for me. An album, totally imperfect, becomes wonderful. Something bizarre and wonderful takes hold for an album that you grow up with, jumping the hurdles of adolescence without any natural ability or sense of direction. Bricks bores me, even though hardcore interests me, and Rise Against's older albums that skew closer to dysrhythmia end up pumping me up for the next few hours every time the record spins. I feel an obligation to acknowledge that I don't even like every song on this album. Review Summary: "Somewhere between happy and total fucking wreck."
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