5 Quid For Life: A Mental Health Safety Net

Just posting to point you in the direction of a charity in the making, “5 Quid for Life”. I currently can’t contribute.  In less than a fortnight, when I move in with Robert, DLA will be all I have to support myself.  He has a job- one that doesn’t pay enough to support us both- [...]

Islington council’s letter boxes are safe from my urine for now

As some of you might be interested- I got the funding to finish my course! This is an enormous weight off my mind.  It means I don’t have to either drop out or sell a kidney.  The next time I see my social worker, I’m going to give her a Toffee Crisp.  She and the [...]

Slight Return: The Unexpected Consequences of Recovery

Hello!  Two posts in a day, whoops! There’s something I really want to write about, so I’m sneaking in to do so.   Wearing a wig and a moustache, so, er, hello, I’m… Pawneen. So.  I have declared my recovery.   What I didn’t declare was, “BUT WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN ANYWAY?”  Do [...]

So! An update in handy pocket format.

In the past week, I’ve had quite a few requests for a, “What is going on with you, woman?” update.  I had written a rather long, verbose post.  But instead, here’s the HANDY DIGEST!  Contains embarrassing information. Quite a lot has changed.  This is actually an introductory sentence, not a bullet point, but I feel [...]

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,427 other followers