For the past 18 months I have struggled massively with my mental health, mainly due to domestic abuse and losing, not only my whole family, but also my children in a cruel twist. 

I don’t think people truly appreciate the level of work the police actually do in helping and supporting people with mental health issues and in preventing self harm and suicides. For every sad story of a successful suicide- there’s a thousand stories, we don’t hear about,  of lives saved courtesy of the emergency services. 

The things they have to witness and deal with on a daily basis is horrendous and I know first hand from witnessing a mere fraction of what they contend with daily, can have a huge impact on mental health and well-being.

Those that help us, those that we turn to for help when times are tough, and our lives are bleak- will sometimes need help too.

They need help to manage the things they deal with. They need help to process some of the things they have to see and clean up after. 

They may not need the help now. But one day they just might. 

They give more than most of us will ever truly know. But I know. I know they’ve saved my life a thousand times over - I’ve tried to fight it at times but they didn’t give in. 

Now it’s my turn to give something back . 

I’m not ‘well’ yet.  I’m not cured - my issues continue. 

But right now, I can function. And come rain or shine, I’m running the London Marathon and I’ve found my purpose to do it. 

Then in 8 months, I plan to tackle one leg of the SAS course in the Breacon Beacons - tabbing with 16kgs of Bergen up Pen Y Fan and Jacobs Ladder, and I will continue this fundraising until that date as long as I’m alive… 

Please support this cause, and if you donate, I thank you massively. You never know when you might need help. So we need to support those who may one day be putting their problems to the side to help you .