I don’t do crossroads, I do corners

After what seems to be years, but in reality is just a few months, I finally have finally seemed to turn a corner. Getting to crossroads tends to suggest two options from which to choose but I’ve never been in that position, I’ve always been on the right side of the path but sometimes I… Continue Reading I don’t do crossroads, I do corners

Getting emotional and pressing the delete button

I’ve deleted the two blog posts that I’ve written this week. I’d broken the rules about blogging which are by all means write when you’re angry or deeply emotional but don’t push the ‘publish’ button until you’ve edited the hell out of it the next day. I feel the same way as I did when… Continue Reading Getting emotional and pressing the delete button

Limitations, six (now seven) and three

One thing has become very clear this past week or so and that is my previous limitations have changed. My ability to do stuff, whatever the stuff is, has lessened of late and I have to accept this. It may be a temporary thing or it may be a permanent thing but, either way, I… Continue Reading Limitations, six (now seven) and three

Detaching, shredding and a lack of monks

I had a devastating manic episode a few days ago and I’ve been doing my hermit thing since. It’s very tempting to go on Twitter and rant about politics but politics was one of the contributory factors to this particular episode and the subsequent burn out. I’ve been detaching from the world and tweeting once… Continue Reading Detaching, shredding and a lack of monks

People, politics, passion

I think it’s fair to say that since the General Election was announced I’ve become increasingly political in the run up to it. I think I’m going to blow up before I get to the polling station on Thursday (today is Tuesday 6 June 2017) to cast my vote. I have always been decidedly left… Continue Reading People, politics, passion

On disordered eating

When I first saw the consultant whose care I was under for about a decade we talked about what I wanted or hoped to gain from our time together. He was not a psychiatrist who believed that he was just there to write prescriptions and make hospital admissions, he believed that he was there to… Continue Reading On disordered eating

Bye Bye Mister Fat Feet

Almost 11 years ago I answered a knock on my front door to find a shabby young couple holding a kitten standing on my doorstep.  A neighbour had told this couple that I’d take the kitten off their hands. They told me it was 16 weeks old and had had flea and worm treatments. They… Continue Reading Bye Bye Mister Fat Feet

Ingratitude, tiredness and leave me aloneness

I don’t have a plan for this piece of writing or why I have a deep urge to write but I have to give in to it and see what comes out of it. This happens a lot and sometimes it ends up on here and sometimes it ends up in my diary. A diary… Continue Reading Ingratitude, tiredness and leave me aloneness

Moving on in more ways than one…

It’s ten days since I had the big chat with my GP and knew that my life had to change. Bipolar Disorder is a hard task master and at times it chains me to the wall and leaves me for dead. I am still mourning the loss of overnight stays away but that is tempered… Continue Reading Moving on in more ways than one…

Grieving for the end of an era…

Anyone who has experienced the sudden loss of a person that they love will know how grief feels. They will know the feeling of waking each day and being in whatever their range of normality is and then sudden remembrance that the person is gone. That is how I’m waking each day and yet I… Continue Reading Grieving for the end of an era…