A bipolar Blog

This will probably shock lots of people who know me personally (or maybe it wont).

I have an unusual Hobby. I operate Ghost hunts! Yes just like the ones you see on the TV show “Ghost Hunters”. I do around 8 per year depending on finances and numbers. The hunts are NOTHING like the TV show “most haunted” That show is so crap, for example you never see anything or hear anything.

My “ghost hunts” take place all over the north of England and operate in groups of 4-8.

I used to live in York which is the world’s most Haunted city (depending on what you read) so there was plenty of opportunity for some spooky action !

There is a Bipolar connection to the reason I g0t into doing these ghost hunts. Back in 1995 I was in a period of depression. Sad to say that this was one of the times that I was having lots of thoughts about my own death and giving it all up. I felt pretty worthless to be honest. I knew a place where there was an old mill that had been empty for as long as I had been alive.
For what ever reason I had in my head at the time, I decided to go to the mill. I took some items from home and basically checked into the mill with the intention of starving myself to death, really that was my plan.

On the first night in the mill I saw something that even to this day still makes me shudder, Thankfully it was not Margret Thatcher in a bikini, that would drive the most sane person to suicide!  I saw somebody sitting on the concrete staircase. I’m not saying it was a “ghost”, It could have been a homeless person, a  junkie, or even my depressed brain seeing things. But one minute it was there, the next it was gone.

I was so down at the time that even being freaked out like that didn’t make me snap out of it. Would  just spend the night times under my blanket with my fingers in my eyes sweating with fear just in-case I heard or saw something again.

Eventually my belly overruled my depression and I went home. From that moment on, whenever I passed the Mill I would look up at the building and wonder what it was that I saw.

About 15 months later I was in a manic period again.

My mania took me back to the warehouse where I had stayed 15 months before. This time I was there as a bloody ghost-buster ha ha. I spent a night going round the warehouse investigating.
Being a teenager at the time, my school friends thought I was off my rocker but came along anyway. I think the Mania gave me the confidence to act on my curiosity. From that moment on I was interested in this kind of thing and have been ever since.

Mania gives me the belief and confidence to do anything that I probably would not normally do because I would worry about what others think about me.

We all have beliefs, interests and desires that we never act upon. I’m telling you it a waste of life. If it floats your boat, Get on the boat before it sails without you, If you don’t your boat might as well just sink!

This advice is for everybody. Not just bipolar sufferers or people with other illnesses. Tonight could be the last night of your life because you never know what is going to happen tomorrow.

I thought I would share some images and video from a small ghost hunt we did in York in 2008. the building is 500 Years old and in the last 80 the top 3 floors were totally untouched. Unfortunately I did the Ghost Hunt with a very close friend and some guy he worked with, All professionalism went out of the window and the hunt descended into chaos. It was a very scary and hilarious evening all at the same time.

PICTURES – From the 500 year old building in York that we investigated.  The building is what I would call “proper” hunted house stuff