This blog is dedicated to my first partner Mark, who died aged 29 only a year after we met. One of the things he left behind with me was his love of lighthouses.

In this blog I am going to write a bit about my own therapy journey, which began at secondary school aged 11 when I went to the school counsellor about the homophobic bullying I was experiencing.

Within the London community there is bereavement support, but this often overlooks the needs of our LGBTQIA+ community and the sense of isolation or loneliness that grief leaves us with…