Sometimes when I look into the mirror I think I see something behind me, something trailing me and mimicking my movements, like a billowing shadow. There are times when my reflection seems to stare back at me- searching for answers in the lines of my face, meeting my eye semi-defiantly, and always waiting for the…… Continue reading The problems inherent in “leaving schizophrenia behind.” (Part 1)
I had a bit of an emotional morning, after an emotional Thursday night and then a really strained day at work yesterday. I was OK, really, just wobbly and extremely tired. I have definitely been worse, and I’m sure other people are dealing with a lot more, and a lot worse. This week has been…… Continue reading A shout-out to all my wonderful friends- a soppy post as I consider how very lucky I am..
I think the correct name for this venue is actually now The O2 Brixton, but I will forever call it Brixton Academy because that was what it was called when I used to go their regularly for gigs back in the early early noughties. It’s my favourite venue for live music. The Academy holds about…… Continue reading A bittersweet gig- Incubus at the Brixton Academy
I’m currently working on a book. When it is finished and I have found somebody astute enough to publish it, I think you should all go out and buy it. It will change your life for the better and widen your perspective on a subject which is currently extremely relevant- mental illness. Ok, enough of…… Continue reading Shameless self-promotion..
My brain in alive. It ticks and clicks clamours and shifts- trillions of patterns, pathways, responses, counter responses, analysis, dismissal, assimilation- I stare at a wall, and feel the hard weight of infinity looming. Where am I? Is my brain me? Me often feels secondary, Me seems like a construct, a dream, a chased reality.…… Continue reading My brain is alive (poem)
So I am writing this post directly after publishing the last one. It Sunday, Ru and I are having a day in and I wanted to get some writing done today as I’m working Mon-Friday next week, and won’t be around on Saturday at all. I am just getting back into the WordPress mindset, and…… Continue reading Daring to dream; a confession.
I had such a good night last night, I thought I’d record it today because it would help to keep the memory bright and vivid in my memory. I have been working part time for the last four months and so, because of a significantly reduced wage package, haven’t been out much in the last…… Continue reading A check-in, and a much needed night out in London town