Blame it on the sunshine

Edit:  I’ve just checked my post, and have graduated from a Solo debit card to a Maestro debit card.   Solo cards are the debit cards given to people too irresponsible to breathe.   Having a Maestro card now gives me the freedom to make drunken purchases on STA Travel that I will later regret [...]

The Bell Tolls

I love spring.  Even though I can’t wear short sleeves, I still feel the breezes tickle my skin.  I like gallivanting in the sunshine and listening to ear-splinteringly loud music as I tip my imaginary hat at the people who pass me by and wonder why the hell I’m tipping an imaginary hat.   I [...]

Woman with manic depression rams another car until hers bursts into flames, and dies

This is a grim story. BBC Link Daily Mail  (the only two sources that mention her illness) A driver burnt to death after refusing to leave her vehicle when it was set alight following a crash, an inquest was told.

Oh bugger

I’m doing a BBC Ouch podcast this morning. I haven’t slept,  I’ve run out of medications and have a cold- so, I will be a rapidly speaking sniffing woman talking about bipolar disorder and will, let’s face it, sound like a fecking coke fiend. But if I’d slept late on medications (at 10am, that’s “early” for [...]

To be, or not to be, or to be what I should not be

I think I’m a far stronger and more capable person now than I’ve ever been.  I sometimes feel like I can withstand anything and I’m not a hysterical mess who falls apart at the drop of a hat.   I do deal with this, I don’t idle along on the path of self destruction.  But… [...]

Coping

Hello there! It’s very late, as I have just returned from one of my forays in the Really Real World. I’ve been extremely antisocial lately.  I almost lost the ability to converse in the flesh;  I found my words tripped and spiralled and I didn’t know what to say, because there was too much to [...]

Recent events.

Just so you know.   edit:  Thank you for your overwhelmingly lovely comments.  Apologies for the cynical introduction.  Rubbish mood and was dreading writing this post as anticipated abuse. I believe that the private life should be private.  There are things I will not discuss here, and that’s the way I like it.  There’s a [...]

£25 for three nights sleep

Today I got a little bit of a taste what it would be like to live without the NHS. My surgery isn’t open, and I’ve run out of medication.   I don’t sleep at all without it, so Rob went to the chemists to ask what could be done.  They said they could give me [...]

One in Four- Blog Round Up and Self Harm

Hello!  I have been knee deep in personal life shit recently and forgot to pick up my prescription, amongst other things.  Nowhere is open until Monday so I have a weekend where I’ll be yelling, “HELLO! HELLO! I AM VERY AWAKE! ARE YOU AWAKE? WAKE UP AND TALK TO ME! I WANT TO TALK ABOUT [...]

Fun at Radio 4, and the not so secret life

Here is one of those somewhat garbled posts. This week has varied from the fascinating on Monday and Tuesday to the f’kin awful today.   The fascinating was being at BBC Birmingham for the recording of the play. I don’t have one of those jetsetting lifestyles where the average day consists of a hastily grabbed [...]

BBC Radio 4, 2.15pm, 8th May; Dos and Don’ts for the Mentally Interesting…

Thought I’d write about this now as it’s being recorded next week. “Dos and Don’ts for the Mentally Interesting” is the BBC Radio 4 play based on this blog that I’ve briefly mentioned before.  It’s part of their afternoon plays, and is airing, as far as I know, on BBC Radio 4 (on radio, DAB [...]

How My Dad Died.

I was asked in comments to write a story about my dad here. The way my mind is working at the moment, I can only think of negative and horirble stories, doused in alcohol and soaked with sickness. I have very few specifically positive stories of my dad. Plenty of lovely memories, but they are [...]

AYE RIGHT.

Life is TAKING THE PISS right now.  I think my Jeremy Beadle god is up there rolling the film, tittering, “How much more can she take?  Let’s see!” then hurling shit in my direction.  You know those rampaging madmen who end up huddled in the corner of a clocktower, picking off people one by one [...]