SIMON MORRELL

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Real Fear. It can either cripple us, or we can conquer it.

Chapter One First came the rat. It was a big black, horrible bastard that just jumped out of the wall and ran at me.

I thought I had my first panic attack at the age of nineteen. On the last day of a trip to America with Julie, I started to feel unwell, for no particular reason. If you have suffered a panic attack, you will be familiar with the symptoms. The feeling of ‘not being there’, as if a film has covered your eyes and things are being seen from a distance.

Do You  Suffer From Panic Attacks? Don’t lose hope because there is a way past them, there is a way to feel like your old, carefree self again.

Freedom From Fear. Well, that would be nice, wouldn’t it? Imagine a life without fear. No anxiety, no distressing adrenaline releases, nothing to be frightened of. Now imagine standing at a busy road, seeing a truck hurtling down the inside lane and stepping out in front of you. Imagine being hit by it. Imagine that. Why would you do such a thing? What on earth possessed you to put yourself directly in front of a seven-ton truck doing 50 miles per hour? It is because you hav

A Murder of Crows.Tommo, Thomas really, but Tommo is his preferred choice of name, leaves his place of work after a hard day of toil. It is a ghastly factory in an even more ghastly area, but it pays the way in the world. First, he is on the small machines and then, at the hands of a malicious foreman who thinks he should do better, the big machines. The ones that really test you, ones you are only supposed to work for a couple of hours, but no, his boss sees to it he is on t

The Wrong Coloured Coat, a True Story I sat on the train home very happy with both myself and my purchase. A lone trip out from North Wales to Manchester, to the semi-famous underground market where I parted with my hard-earned money, my wage packet from my father’s factory slightly bulging with overtime, but soon to be emptied in exchange for my return ticket, a small coffee and my new pride and joy. A leather jacket, the type I had had my eye on for some months and now, th

A podcast from some time ago, in which I talk about the effect bullying had on my mental health. “I can control you Morrell, I’m stronger...

Simon on his first book, “When Geoff Thompson first asked me to write a book about my life, my troubles, poor mental health, abuse, but also the happy times, Julie and the kids, achieving my first Black Belt and the glories that went with that, I think, when it came to choosing the title, I became a little blindsided and went with a title that screamed Martial Arts all over it. After all, From Bullied to Black Belt was, on face value, the journey I took.

This isn’t written out of malice, I have none, it is not written for revenge, I don’t seek it. It is just an insight. All boys need their fathers, just not one like Peter Morrell.