I Am Billy Coull.
I’m not hiding. I’m not asking for sympathy. I’m just telling the truth.
You’ve read the headlines. You’ve seen the memes. This is the story they never told—the one beneath the noise.
I’m Billy Coull – father, artist, writer, convicted man, cancelled name, and still a human being.
You might know me from the Wonka disaster in Glasgow.
You might have read what the tabloids wrote.
But what they never gave you was context, consequence, or confession.
I made real mistakes. I own them here. I also made something magical—and messy—and it collapsed under the weight of expectation and fire.
This site isn’t damage control.
It’s damage documentation—and reclamation.
My Truth →
What I pled guilty to. What I didn’t do. What the judge actually said.
About →
Who I am beneath the media story. The boy. The man. The myth. The work.
The Reckoning →
The Wonka event. The spectacle. The destruction. And how I survived it.
Library of Shadows
Raw entries written in the aftermath—grief, shame, absurdity, therapy, truth.
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How I Live with What I Did
This is the question no one asks out loudbut everyone carries in their eyeswhen they look at me. How do
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I was never your case study.Never your headline filler.Never your cautionary tale to share at partieswhen the conversation needed drama.
To My Daughter, If You Ever Hear the Other Version First
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Shame, Shadow, and the Strange Power of Telling the Truth
Shame isn’t loud.It’s quiet.It sits in the corners.It watches you speak and whispers,“They wouldn’t love you if they knew.” I’ve
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