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March always starts to feel like the business end of the football season for me.
Cup competitions narrow. Every match seems to matter a little more. The table becomes something you check without thinking. Who needs points to stay up. Who is pushing for promotion. Who is quietly slipping down the league. The margins get tighter. The stakes feel higher. One good result can change everything. One bad run can create real pressure.
The Walk to the Ground
This photograph is not of a beach or a beauty spot.
It is simply the path to a football ground.
And yet, for many of us, places like this carry more meaning than almost anywhere else.
When people think about neurodiversity, they often picture children. Classrooms. Assessments. Support plans. What gets talked about far less is the quiet reality of neurodivergent men and fathers trying to navigate adult life.
You Don’t Have to Be a Superhero
Every now and then we see an image that quietly says something important.
This one does exactly that.
A figure who looks a little like Superman. Strong. Capable. Ready for anything. The kind of person who seems able to carry the world on their shoulders.
And yet the real message underneath is simple and human.
You don’t have to be a superhero.
A cosy day. A walk outside. A bit of sunshine. A tidy list of goals. A jumper that magically makes you feel better. In real life self care is never that neat. It is messy. It is inconsistent. It depends on how much sleep you had, what life threw at you, and whether you have the energy to do more than survive the day.
People often ask me what the difference is between counselling and psychotherapy. The honest answer is that the lines are softer than most websites make them sound. Both offer a safe and confidential space to talk. Both help you understand your thoughts, feelings and behaviour. Both can move your life forward in a meaningful way.
The difference is usually in how deep the work goes and what you want from the process.
December has a very strange energy. People talk about Christmas like it is a cosy film scene. Mulled wine. Smiles. Matching pyjamas. Everyone getting along.
In reality most people are somewhere between tired, stressed and wondering how it is suddenly the end of the year again.
Fatherhood can be one of the most meaningful experiences in a man’s life.
It can also be one of the heaviest.
Many neurodivergent adults arrive in therapy with a quiet, heavy exhaustion that they can’t always explain.
They’re coping.
They’re functioning.
On the surface, life looks “fine.”
But internally, they’re running on fumes.
People often come to therapy worried that their grief is taking too long.
They say things like:
“I should be over this by now.”
“Everyone else has moved on.”
“Why does it still hit me out of nowhere?”
The truth is simple and gentle:
grief does not follow a timeline, and you are not behind.
In therapy, I hear a similar story again and again.