After Saturday’s very serious desire to commit suicide, I bit the bullet and saw my GP on Monday. She was extremely supportive; she listened, asked me what I’d like her to do, and referred me for a mental health assessment. She could see with her own eyes that I wasn’t at all safe with myself, … More Depression: The True Monster Under The Bed
My husband lost his job on Friday, through no fault of his own (I can’t go into the details on such a public forum: let’s just say that we felt it coming and we’re both angry and relieved that it’s over). My husband has been worrying about my precarious mental health ever since – and … More When A Cat Saves Your Life
Well. This year has been a bit of a bugger really. I’m learning to walk again after my hip injury, but for any time outside I need my Thundertank (my niece is trying to find out how we can stencil Cheetara on the back of my chair, just because Cheetara is awesome). Two friends who … More The Year So Far, Discworld, And Artwork
An Accident In Space And Time 