On paper, Premier League footballer Clarke Carlisle had it all. Fame, fortune, family, with a glittering career and a bright future. But behind a crooked smile, he was battling a nightmare of deepest depression.
RUBY KITCHEN reports.
“I wholly believed that if I was to die, everybody in my life would be better off. That my ex-wife would be relieved, that my parents wouldn’t have to be ashamed. That they could all get on with their lives without the burden that was ‘Clarke Carlisle’.
Alastair Campbell: We can’t afford not to invest in mental health
AT the end of Mental Health Awareness Week, you don’t need a pollster or a data analyst to tell you that the dial on the debate about mental health has been shifting, and shifting in the right direction.
When a high profile footballer like Aaron Lennon is sectioned in a state of mental distress, the media coverage is much more understanding and sympathetic than the days when The Sun could proclaim ‘Bonkers Bruno Locked Up’, and the sport more understanding than the days when manager John Gregory could ask what on earth Stan Collymore ‘had to be depressed about?’.