I have just received some bad news which leads me to think that the time has come for me to write a bit about my present situation. To do that, I must go back to the beginning.
I was locked up in 2002, aged just sixteen. At the time of sentencing, there were a number of different psychiatric reports done by several doctors, who all disagreed with each other’s conclusions. Some said I was on the road to developing a mental illness, others said I only had behavioural difficulties, and others said I was absolutely fine.