I’m beginning to repeat myself on this blog. To be honest, at the moment there isn’t much new to say other than, “Ngh” and, “What the hell am I doing with my life?” and, “Moods, eh?”
So, is there anything you’d like my opinion on, however ill informed? Or would you like a story about something? A bit of fiction? I can write fiction, yer know.
Throw me a topic, I am at your mercy. It might take me a few days to get round to it considering my head=up my arse at the moment, but try me! Might take my mind off the pile-o-shite that is my life at the moment. Would be nice to write about something else here as well.
Filed under: Bipolar Disorder
Stumble It!
[Holds microphone towards Seaneen]
How come we’ve known about bipolar for nearly 150 years, yet we still don’t have one single drug that’s been specifially designed for bipolar treatment?
How do you feel about that?
What do you think of the time it takes to get a proper diagnosis and treatment regime?
[Reaches for his reporter's notebook and extra-sharp pencil]
Just Keep Writing.
I quit doing my blog (www.miserableswine.com) as it was getting to be too much and was making me even more miserable and was pretty much a much of muchness.
You`ve managed to keep your blog going over the last few years, and it makes a very interesting and insightful read into your condition. My particular mental illness – like most of them – is debilitating and I often get the feeling that I am just playing through the motions of life, rather than `living` (whatever that means!)
It sounds trite, but Just Be You!
Best Wishes and Take Care
David
I’d like to request you go on another photo journey. I’ve never been to London or even out of the country really besides Mexico.
Your last photo trip was great. Maybe you could do a regular weekly trip.
I could do my week in photos? Starting tomorrow, as opposed to today, where I’ll be failing to clean my flat, smoking and feeling rub.
the cleaning part is not so important, it really doesn’t take that long to get it dirty again anyway.
Maybe you can think up a theme for each week.
Also, I was wondering if you do any fiction writing ?
duh.. there’s my reading for comprehension for you, i didn’t even notice you mentioned fiction writing in your post
I’d like a story about a small motel where the broken go to live.
ok, I want to revise that request. It should be about a small motel where people go to live… but to the main character they know that they will die there – as they always do.
The main character – a woman – was born there and her mother died in childbirth. The father was the the owner of the hotel and later died as well. She inherits ownership of the hotel and runs it.
she learns by accident that there is an escape for these people if their heartache is healed or a situation is made right.
The main character struggles with the newfound ability of saving lives, by relating. Struggles with whether each new tenant(s) deserve to live or die.
The graveyard behind the hotel, where the tenants get buried is inhabited by ghosts of former tenants… including her parents.
I would like a day in photos too please hun
x x x x
YES! Photo Journey! Am living in Canada and in love with the UK.
Or you could show us the inside of your fridge
A silly question, probably. I was wondering: did you vote in the EU elections? If yes, did you vote as an Irish citizen (for Irish parties) or as a England resident (for English parties)?
(I voted as the latter – I am too angry or too disgusted with Italian politicians.)
Yay, short stories.
How does someone who often complains of being destitute manage to continually smoke, as you claim to?
I don’t complain of being destitute- I claimed recently my benefits got fucked, which left me buggered for a while, and I also said recently I’d sorted them out, but it took ages.
I smoke rolling tobacco and I eat very little. Now is not really the time for me to quit smoking. You should know by now that heavy smokers will sacrifice almost anything else in order to smoke.
How is it that you keep coming back to this blog when you clearly don’t like it or me? If you think that I need criticising or taking down a peg or whatever, I get plenty of criticism and venom delivered via the wonderful route of email.
How does someone who continually whines about `people on benefit` manage to masquerade as a human being, as you claim to be?
No need for the personal attack above, really no need. Smoking (and the even-more-irritating ‘chain-smoking’) gets mentioned on here so often that you must spend a lot of money on it. Isn’t cutting it out a positive step you could take to improve things?
Right now? Nope.
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Quitting smoking is actually a very hard thing to do, incredibly hard. When your mental state is not stable it’s nigh on impossible. I know, I’ve tried.
It’s far simpler than you think. Having not smoked in three years, I know- just refuse to buy in to the fallacy that you’re physically addicted, because you aren’t. Just don’t do it any more. Don’t even take smoking seriously, don’t think of it as a habit you have to break or a curse to lift or anything like that, because thinking of it in those terms fans the psychological flame and adds power to it. It’s really nothing, it has no hold over you and you can stop whenever you wish simply by stopping.
Oh for god’s sake. Get off your high horse. Not everyone sees the world the way you do. I’ll give up smoking when I want to and when I’m ready. Right now, in the midst of a break up of a significant relationship with someone I love and completely unstable mood that medication is barely touching I don’t think tossing the fags in the bin is my top priority. At the moment my priorities range as far as getting through the day and waking up.
I’d suggest you read a bit more about addiction as well.
Yeah, of course. Gotta keep the fags- a 04:00 rollie smoked with shaky hands and chipped nail varnish just completes the look perfectly, doesn’t it?
Write me some fiction.
The “look”?!
I don’t wear nail varnish.
I don’t have a “look”.
My hands shake because of my medication but I refer to a “look” to make people laugh because it’s embarrassing.
I don’t have a fucking image. This is a bloody blog about something. It stands to fecking reason that I’d stick to the subject. It’s also in writing so you have no idea what I’m actually like in real life.
Get over it.
And I will.
Excuse how pissed off I sound. I am tired, and tired of this kind of crap.
“just refuse to buy in to the fallacy that you’re physically addicted, because you aren’t.”
Science proves you wrong – See pubmed for thousands of articles.
I don’t smoke. I never have – it’s a disgusting and pointless habit.
However, it provides people with a ‘buzz/kick/high’ – seeing as Seaneen is devoid of many of the pleasures of an illness free life, I can totally understand why she still smokes.
Should she smoke when she doesn’t have a lot of money? That’s a slippery sloap my friend. You could rule so many things as unnecessary – a computer, the internet, most pieces of furniture, half your cutlery, having more than a couple of sets of clothes…
…but then you start driving out the pleasures of life and cease living, and merely exist doing the absolute bare minimum.
Irritated, you’re being an arsehole. It’s been demonstrably proven that quitting smoking can have all sorts of horrible effects for people who have mental health problems. I’m a journalist and I actually wrote a long feature about this last year.
Now stop trolling people who are far, far cooler and far, far cleverer than you and go and wank yourself into a frenzy or whatever it is you people do in your spare time.
Smoking can be as additive as heroin. Get a reality check, people can’t just magically “quit”. You’ve a very black & white perspective on things, Irritated.
Way to go seaneen :
Tell them buggers off. I am so proud of you telling them off about the quit smoking thing. Some sure do have a lot of nerve. cyber keyboard commando’s are such a snippy bunch of lame ass twits. Having enjoyed your writing for so long it doesn’t matter at all what you write . Short stories, fiction , non fiction , How your day has gone ? I write a variable of many different subjects as I see them an how I have experienced them an sort them out through various blogs through my blogger account heres one tale as to my visit to the local insane asylum : http://avisittotheinsaneasylum.blogspot.com/
I also repost my work on a place called aidpages.com an my my what a bunch of snippy little trollls running around there . http://bipolar-and-lost.aidpage.com/ in a way it is very funny to take delight in writing articles that actually can piss them right off so it has been quite enjoyable at time to see the variable intereactions of everyone . You are so muched loved here an some of your followers such as I actually enjoy keeping up with the stories you tell .
Cheers to you seaneen keep up the great work an all the love hugs n kisses .
dirtdog
Way to go seaneen .
I applaude your perseverance an attitude tell them all to bug off . I love hearing how your days go an the cute way you frase your stories keep it up life is an adventure .
Hi Seaneen,
A week in photos would be good. You could even try a story in photos with speech bubbles as an alternative take.
As for irritated – use the net to educate yourself with regard to tobacco and addictions in general. If you are bothered by the second hand cyber smoke go elsewhere.
If you don’t know how to skateboard you could learn how to skateboard and write about that. Sorry, but it’s the first thing that popped into my head. Don’t worry if you can’t afford to buy a skateboard at the moment. You could borrow/steal a skateboard quite easily. I bet people leave them in unlocked sheds all the time. This wouldn’t need to be the focus of the blog from now on by the way. You could just put in little updates from time to time, maybe with pictures every so often to prove that it’s actually happening.
Regarding the quitting smoking debate, my position is that I’ll probably give up when my life is sorted. It’s too big a project to take on right now and, if I were to attempt it, it would probably eat up a lot of my thoughts, time and effort. Does that make sense? I’ve never attempted to explain it before.
Another thing you could do is take a break. I logged off from the internet for a couple of months and concentrated on writing and it really was a massively productive time for me. It was hilariously difficult initially, in the sense that I constantly thought I was missing something, but then it became normal. When I returned to the internet I wondered what all the fuss was about and since then I have been able to manage it much better. In my case I took a break because I was finding it harder and harder to have original thoughts and so had to rethink my situation. There were, I felt, numerous reasons for this imagination-collapse but the internet was the easiest variable to deal with (as opposed to say quitting my day-job or quitting seeing my friends). I was also getting sucked in to things that were basically a waste of my time (e.g. long-winded and heated debates about obviously inconsequential nonsense with people who may well have been just having a laugh). Anyway, it’s just a thought. I’m not saying that any of this is what’s happening with you or this blog, it’s just something that worked absolute wonders for me.
As for Scott’s story suggestion that’s not a bad idea, though I am biased as I just love writing stories. Going off his initial suggestion (I hope Scott doesn’t mind) you could have a woman and her child who are fleeing a shit situation (maybe the woman’s other half is abusive or something) and they’re driving and the car breaks down so they continue on foot and find a house in the middle of nowhere, a big stately-home sort of deal. So the woman knocks on the door and there’s no answer so they head inside and it’s beautiful, like a dream home. So she wanders around and there’s nobody there. Her kid falls asleep on the sofa and eventually she falls asleep too. Anyway, they end up living there. Long story short, this house is haunted in a bizarre way. It basically takes you over. It becomes whatever you want it to be. Whatever your ideal home would be is what it becomes. The house offers you the fresh start of your dreams but at a price. Half-way through the story the kid is no longer there, or rather he is but the woman doesn’t notice him because she is totally obsessed with the house, the lifestyle it facilitates, the luxury (you could even have him see the house totally differently (as in it’s his dream home with toys everywhere) but then twig that all is not what it seems (because he’s younger and less beaten down by life and thus less in need of something like this or whatever), attempt to warn his mother but be unable to get through to her). The house is like a drug that enables itself. You could have other people, like neighbours who might be real and might not be and there would be dinner parties and romance and all kinds of things as the woman gives slowly gives herself entirely over to the illusion that the house is creating. By the end the woman is part of the house and disappears too and the house is ready to welcome its next guest. Or she could figure it out (the house could make a mistake or something (it could be too perfect)) and attempt to find her son and escape (and in the process she could destroy the house and free all the other people that have been enslaved by it). Has this been done before? I might have nicked this from somewhere to be quite honest. Anyway, it might make a good short story.
What a long post! Ha ha. Best wishes x
The skateboarding idea is quite genius.
I am going to have to second that request.
To the several who have advised that I read up and learn about tobacco addiction, allow me to elaborate- I smoked between ages twelve and twenty-six, then stopped. No amount of literature and excuses will convince me that a powerful physical addiction makes tobacco a cross to bear or a curse which needs an incredible exertion of will to break. If you believe it to be difficult, it will be. The most powerful thing I see here is people’s skill at convincing themselves that what they wish to be true, is.
Anyway, this is all moot as Seaneen is happy to continue burning her money along with the Cutter’s Choice.
Hahaha, breathtaking arrogance there that YOUR experience must be the TRUE experience.
I’m quite surprised you can see us down here from your pedestal. And yes, I’m quite happy burning my money, thanks. I enjoy smoking, sad as it may seem to you! And I have smoked for a fair shorter amount of time than you, so, I guess I have two years or so. I plan to give up before I’m 25.
“No amount of literature and excuses will convince me that a powerful physical addiction makes tobacco a cross to bear or a curse which needs an incredible exertion of will to break.”
So, you’re saying you’re ignorant?
You can’t just generalize your own experience. If so, I’d discourage anyone from ever taking Depakote – but for some it’s a lifesaver.
“If you believe it to be difficult, it will be.”
So if I believe gravity doesn’t exist, it won’t? I believe every phonecall I make is going to be difficult (since I don’t like using phones) – but not all of them are. Sure “mind over matter” factors into some situations – but with smoking, physical dependence factors into it.
I love it the house from hell . all that you need except you cant leave . sorta like the hotel california story . he he he . as for the keyboard cyber commando’s tell them all to bug off . Smoke all you wish seaneen I have for 40 years . It is a difficult thing to quit an it keeps our thoughts an wireing on track destracting us from the big picture of that stigmatic label of detail being bipolar . Although I have found writing about it puts it in a box so to speak an files it away . Maybe just maybe you’ve filled away so much its time to move on to alternative subjects . The thought of reading your short stories an fictional writing sounds great seaneen go for it . Your followers are going to stay with you no matter what it is your style of writing that is so alluring not the content itself you have a great way of expressing yourself with your own personality that is it really .
Cheers Seaneen . your the best at what you do no matter what feel free to say an write whatever you wish I am sure it will be a fresh outlet for expression .
“And yes, I’m quite happy burning my money, thanks!”
I’m sure whoever handles your benefits gets a different story.
What, the benefits system I paid tax into for years, working when other people were at school, that leaves me with barely anything to live on but I manage anyway will hold the fact that I smoke against me?! Do you think I have to write to the DWP with my little breakdown?! I budget to smoke. I barely drink, I barely eat. I don’t spend money on drugs or clothes or anything other than what I need. Despite what you might think I’m not rolling in bloody money but for fuck’s sake, I smoke, so what? You’re acting like I skin up babies and smoke their bones. I smoke because I get stressed, and because it’s a habit, and because it’s comforting to me, and because, hey, I quite enjoy it. It’s my bloody choice.
Do you think people like me are a drain on society, then? Do you want to give me a job I’m not capable of doing, that I’ll lose, that will keep me away from treatment, lead to total instability, so, like before, I find myself without rent, or anyway to live, and on the verge of homelessness? Do you think that because I’m able to occasionally write a blog that I must be hunky dory in real life?! Twiddling my tasche and chuckling about cheating the system? I don’t WANT to be on benefits. I WANT to be able to hold down a full time job or even a part time one but I can’t right now! I resisted it for longer than I should have done which led me to becoming even more ill.
I got the benefits because they were fought for me because I was too sick to do it myself. I don’t live in the “sick role”- I am not mentally very well at the moment. I haven’t been well for over ten years, did you think it’d get sorted in ten months? Do you really expect me to let down employers and be manic at work, concentrate with intrusive thoughts, keep up with my appointments? Seriously, what the hell do you want from me?
I know you probably think mental illness is just a flaw in character. I’d really challenge you to spend a week in my shoes.
Yeah, this is emotive crap but I’m not challenging your right to bloody exist.
I certainly do NOT think that mental illness is a character flaw- but then we clearly have wildly different notions of what constitutes a mental illness. I can already hear five or six replies telling me to research the matter and so on, but I’m afraid I feel the same as I do regarding the smoking issue. I believe that you have the power to rejoin society if you wish to. I believe that if you weren’t quite as self-regarding, writing at length about every event and every perceived problem you face, then in time these ‘problems’ would fade into the background as you moved on, stronger for not gazing at yourself so intently and seeing yourself as a manic, bi-polar whatever but as someone busy actually living a life outside of a diagnosis.
I spend, at most, thirty minutes on my blog entries, and they help me clarify my thoughts.
I don’t consider myself outside society- why do you think I am, or that people with mental illness are?!
I have a life outside diagnosis. I don’t define myself by bipolar- I’ve already attempted to clarify this, it’s what I have, not what I am, and my personality, though entwined, is distinct in most parts.
I have a life in general, believe it or not, friends, interests, a social life. I am not this wreck who dribbles in a corner, I just struggle severely with my moods. What is more difficult is to have a life outside what you might term as the symptoms; if you could be in my shoes you’d understand that they can’t be overcome by willpower alone. I tried that for years. It didn’t work. This works better than that did. I was far more, and I’ll use the inverteds for you “ill” when I was doing that. The symptoms ARE debilitating. I don’t think you can even know how much they are unless you’ve experienced something like I have.
In short, ignoring it made it far, far worse. Not just on me but on everyone around me who all now regard my self awareness and openness as a virtue because it helps them as well as me. Maybe if I’d been so self regarding sooner I’d have been better.
And- believe it or not!- I keep quite a lot from this blog. I write about things I consider relevant. I leave out things I don’t, like my day to day life.
Before the blog existed I had to take her to a mental hospital because she’d been trying to slash her throat with a smashed razor. That she scarred rather than succeeded was due to the shaky hands I had to hold to try and subside. I was around for years before the blog even existed.
Believe it or not, Seaneen’s mental health is better for it – it’s better for seeing a sense of camaraderie, that she’s not just a freak, that she isn’t just making it up.
I’ve said this to you before, but your experiences are not hers. She tries, all the time she tries to feel better and to get better. you can speak for yourself until the cows come home, but you have no right whatsoever to claim you know better how Seaneen should live her life than she does.
Behind the scenes you are upsetting her, she would never admit it here, but the constant niggling is the last fucking thing she needs right now. Have you not been paying attention to some of the events of this year. If you can’t agree at least show a little compassion and leave her to it.
Just please, she’s on a thread, a lot more than she tells any of you, please leave her alone. As open and in as much of an appeal as I can give, please leave her alone.
If what Rob wrote is accurate, Seaneen, you should take a break from your trolls for awhile. I like to tease trolls more than most people, but there does come a time when it’s healthier to just put their IP address into the moderation area so their comments aren’t automatically published, and you can deal with them at your leisure.
For someone telling her to get over herself, you certainly seem mighty interested in Seaneen. When I was at school, this was the sort of thing boys did to girls they fancied: tried to bully them with twattish little hair-pulling arguments. She won’t go out with you, you know. Not even if you switch to begging. You’re far too stupid.
Oh, and for what it’s worth, Seaneen seems to me like the definition of someone living a worthy life despite and around a serious mental health diagnosis.
Anyone else notice how this post stopped ‘irritated’ in his tracks?
Nailed! Well done, Penny Red.
I think it was the post from Rob.
Seaneen-way to go for sticking up for yourself.
I love your blog, I use it to explain to others how i am really feeling-when my communications are limited to sobbing/pointing and silence. I often get my partner to read bits which i hope will help him understand my illness a little more.
It makes me feel connected to the world, but most of all it gives me courage. The energy you put into your blog even when you feel crap makes me feel that i can do something to. Even if that is only to walk to the park or do some housework.
Whatever you write I will read, and i hope you keep writing as I think its the best therapy.
You are a lovely kind person
cheers
sadlamb
Irritated – and quitting smoking made you the who you are now ?
I don’t smoke, but I suddenly feel like lighting up.
Yeah, good one.
With all the secrets to overcoming addictions and improving life in general at your disposal, I’m sure everyone is quite honored that you would take the time to stop by and deliver some tough love.
You failed to mention that her cat eats food that is paid for by money from your pocket(via tax dollars i’m sure). That cat is not going to solve any of her problems either. If only everyone could just hire someone like you to fix everything, now that would be money well spent.
Lucky us, you do it for free.
Seaneen ,
I am amazed that you even bother replying to “Irritated”. I think he/she is a troll & would go away if ignored.
I have a question, but it’s a bit random – I have been in London for two months and am amazed at the variety of accents I hear about me. Everyone seems to have a different one! Which ones do you like?
Nicola
I live in North London, and I only know one native North Londoner and I love her accent. Quite like the South London one too. Cockerney and posh West, I don’t like those!
I don’t think that everyone who disagrees with me is a troll. I don’t mind arguing.
I really like your photography skills. Perhaps you could do another pictorial entry, and tells us the techniques you use to make them look so good. Or you could arrange them into a little comic (talking cats! talking pigeons! The possibilities are endless!) and make us all laugh.
I’d also like to hear what it’s like living in London – nothing personal, because like you said you do have a life of your own, but sort of little snippets of observation about what life is like in one of the world’s great capitals. It is a multicultural melting pot? Are there some areas you wouldn’t go to at night? Has it changed noticeably since Boris became mayor? What are your favourite parts, and why?
It’s just that I’ve lived in a small town all my life. I go to uni in Durham, but that’s so tiny that if it didn’t have a cathedral it would technically be a town. Cities scare and fascinate me.
I’m with lucy, some camera techniques would be great.
I was amazed at the greens and such in those photos. I take photos and it looks foggy or something. I’m definitely missing something. maybe it’s the camera, but your pictures seemed to be very vibrant and sharp.
it made me wonder if there was postprocessing done on them. Maybe the greens are just greener in London.
Why are there so many people who take great delight in kicking a person when they are down?
Does anyone really think that subjecting a person to lengthy & personal criticism is a good idea at the best of times? Especially when that person is already finding life extremely difficult & has recently been suffering from suicidal thoughts.
ooh yes, what Lucy suggested – I have a fascination with cities too, I live in a tiny village! I’d love to see you write about the characters and life in London. And the photos you take are always great. But I’d read your blog even if you were writing out the list of ingredients in your meds
you write beautifully.
Seaneen, I’m going to have to disagree with you on replying to irritated. He’s a troll.
Troll: “One who purposely and deliberately (that purpose usually being self-amusement) starts an argument in a manner which attacks others on a forum without in any way listening to the arguments proposed by his or her peers. He will spark of such an argument via the use of ad hominem attacks ” (urban dictionary)
Irritated has no reason to be here because he has no interest whatsoever in your experiences, he’s just here to promote his own completely rigid ideas. He’ll take anything you do or say and twist it into proof that he is right, so there is no reason to say anything to him. We all know he’s just being an ass, so there is no reason you need to defend yourself against his attacks for our sake either.
I also don’t care that you “don’t mind arguing”. Arguing with a troll, however, is just letting him win. He wants to upset and distract you, make you doubt yourself, even just a little.
I say everyone needs to stop feeding the fucking troll. Let him go find someone else to bore/annoy with his lovely little tale about how life is just perfect if only you stop thinking about your problems.
Seaneen,
Irritated is a sad cunt with no life. Don`t bother feeding the troll (no matter how tempted).
Irritated bangs on about `the benefits` and yet what about the wankers in Westminster who claim everything on expenses?
Hi
What about stories wondering about the people you encounter – on your photo journeys, on the bus, in the shop etc? I love the idea of more days in photos.
If I were irritated by a blog I would look elsewhere, there is so much out there for everyone, even irritated ones??
As long as you keep writing I’ll be happy. This is Hannah from Portrait of a Dreamer, I’ve been forced to move my blog to private but added you as a user if you ever want to stop by – being the only other person from around here!
Hope you’re doing ok, mental illness really sucks doesn’t it?!
“Have you tried just Not being ill?” Wonderfull stuff…
I love the photography and short story idea’s, but how about you combine the two. You could take random daily photo’s and then pick out a detail from a photo and write a completely unrelated fictional story based on an object or location. I wrote an anthropomorphic love story about two rucksacks huddled together by peoples feet once from a photo someone took on the schoolbus by mistake.
Or
“philantropy without dignity is as abhorant to nature as a vacuum” Discuss…
Good luck with it all and avoid the grind of the proverbial bastards, unless of course you have started skateboarding in which case grind on, my friend, grind on.
Write more about the books you like!
Do you have any experience with cognitive behavioral therapy or rational emotive behavioral therapy?
I like Penny Red’s suggestion – I’d be really interested to hear which books you love, or loved when you were a child, or just made some kind of impact on you. And what kind of stuff do you dream of writing?
Take care x
I’d love to read your take on the Canadian mental health care systems… it’d involve some reading, and definitely some exploration, but I think it’d be interesting learning about another system.
Seaneen, I read your blog daily. It helps me more than you can ever know. It helps me know that I am not a freak and that I am not alone and that I am not making everything thing up and that my whole life has been real and has been massively affected because I am mentally interesting.
I can see that you are having a very tough time now and that you are very much at the edge of your own envelope but I ask you to please hang in there.
As I have wriiten on here before – this, too, will pass and the days will be better and the break of the dawn and the smell of the autumn and the feeling of the rain on you are worth living for and do give meaning.
Gabriel is right, put the comments on moderate and tell those idiots who try to bully you to go forth and multiply in your own good time.
Take care and try to stay well.
ps: CBT helps me as much if not more than meds
Photo’s and short stories….Photo stories!
{{Hugs}}
Lola x
Write a short story called The Demonic Glove. Or The Magical Sat-Nav of Whimsy. Or just called “Boo!”.
Seaneen, please do not be upset by silly , self-righteous twits who make ridiculous judgemental comments. I don’t want to be abusive, but I seriously believe that irritated has a few issues of his/her own. You need to look out for yourself, and smoke while you need to. You need to know that you are entitled to some comforts and you really do not need to allow yourself to be irritated by irritated. Be very sure that you are the better person and please do not be silenced by stupid, needy fools. Lots of love and best wishes.
I have an LP in the loft with the title Ad Nauseum. Some of Pete and Duds finest work.
I would be interested to learn peoples views on work.The benefits system seems suit up complaints that will be eventually cured and people will then be able to resume work.I appreciate that there are those such as Churchill and Fry who have succeeded with BP but for the majority of mundane jobs require 100% effort 100% of the time and that simply isnt possible with this illness.
Most people with the illness seem to be quite creative, is it beyond the system to comer up with something that takes advantage of this but allows people to drop out for a few days when they are ill.
I would be interested to know what thoughts people have when they are high. And do people believe that some abilities are enhanced whilst high – I do.
[...] That’s pretty much it. I’m going to start a new, general blog in the hope of helping me regularly write again, and about subjects other than a) mental health and b) myself. I could sit down with a Word document open but unfortunately it never seems to encourage that, “MUST DESTROY THE LOVELY SNOW WITH MY FOOTPRINTS!” feeling that I wish it did. I might go through the comments on this post for inspiration. [...]