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Never Stopping, Full of Nothing
At the moment my mind and my body are on two different axis. My mind is whirling at a million miles an hour, never stopping yet full of nothing. My body however is running in slow motion. It’s hard to...
View ArticleIt’s All My Fault
It’s my fault: That I feel like this. That the husband is doing too much and getting stressed. That we’re in a shit situation financially. That I can’t look after Boo properly. That Boo wants her...
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Do You Need Support?
For anyone who hasn’t come across it already, Daft Mamma‘s blog is a fantastic read. From a personal point of view I love reading other blogs also committed to breaking the stigma that surrounds...
View ArticleThe Hardest Lesson Was All For Nothing
Last night as I gave Boo her bedtime bottle I found myself staring into her eyes. She has such gorgeous big, dark eyes and more and more I find myself getting lost in them. As I looked at her, lost in...
View ArticleStop. I Want To Get Off.
It has been a week now since I started taking my new medication after my appointment with the mystery new doctor. In fact, it has been a rather boring week as weeks go. No dramas. But that is HUGE news...
View ArticleForget The Jigsaw Puzzle, I’m In Love
The way I am feeling at the moment does not translate well into writing. Not because it’s not interesting or in fact, a HUGE deal, but because I can’t allow myself to think about it too much. Not long...
View ArticleIs This It?
The beginning of March found me in a hole. I had been home for a matter of days after some time staying with my parents when things sunk lower than they ever had before. I’m looking back with the...
View ArticleReach Out And Touch Me
We have a game we play, just me and Beans. She will lean across the coffee table/chair/pile of toys/anything to pass me something while letting out the most exaggerated groan of stretching ever heard....
View ArticleC7: Where The Mentals Are
My old psychology lecture room. I walked the same floors as I did ten years ago, to the same room that I sat in doodling while studies and theories seeped out of the tutor’s mouth and bounced off the...
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Sliding And Screaming
I used to have nightmares about being operated on while I was awake. Awake enough to be able to see and feel and hear and know exactly what gruesome tasks were being preformed on me, too sedated to be...
View ArticleReach Out And Touch Me
We have a game we play, just me and Beans. She will lean across the coffee table/chair/pile of toys/anything to pass me something while letting out the most exaggerated groan of stretching ever heard....
View ArticleC7: Where The Mentals Are
My old psychology lecture room. I walked the same floors as I did ten years ago, to the same room that I sat in doodling while studies and theories seeped out of the tutor’s mouth and bounced off the...
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Sliding And Screaming
I used to have nightmares about being operated on while I was awake. Awake enough to be able to see and feel and hear and know exactly what gruesome tasks were being preformed on me, too sedated to be...
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