Heroine- An image glimpsed in the mirror just before it shattered into a million pieces and the fragments cut my hands and arms, caused blood to seep. Heroine- The dream chased beneath a beaming sun with outstretched arms and breath which blew through the branches, whilst the air itself pulsed and smiled with promise. …… Continue reading Heroine
One of my dearest friends, who has been unwell for almost a year, is leaving hospital on the 24th of this month. We met, almost ten years ago at the Bethlam Royal Hospital in South London, and since then have been through all kinds of crazy together. We often say we’re one another’s life-line’s, because…… Continue reading Dedicated to a friend- light at the end of a long tunnel
In learning how deeply entrenched and rigid my own ideas of support work and Social Work were, I came to accept that there are other ways of approaching these roles, and other ways to approach the task of helping a client reach independence and higher levels of resilience. I also came to accept that when…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 4)
Today is the last day of my first ever contract of employment. At my age, you might be wondering- wow, you were lucky enough to find a stable, secure position which you actually enjoyed enough to stay in for what, ten years?! Well the answer to that is no- I’m 33, this has been my…… Continue reading Sunny contemplations, from the office
If your fantasies could become realised- if all you had to do was crawl back inside your minds eye, (why decide) Would you follow desire, would you let go of the status quo; would you follow a thought pattern far below and dare to remain there, dare to wait, dare to stare back straight into the…… Continue reading Why decide
White pill- you are my compromise. Not accepting you means delusion realised. You are my answer to the aches and screams, my solution to the ill at ease, I swallow you whole, yet you consume me, your chemical daze inebriates me, dull daze, dull gaze. While I am with you I can’t claim to be…… Continue reading White pill
Thirteen years ago I was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia and hospitalised. I was assigned a social worker and a community psychiatric nurse, who then worked with me for about five years. They were part of the Early Intervention in Psychosis unit, and shouldn’t have worked with me for longer than about a year, but because…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve
I haven’t been on WordPress for a while- life has sped up and filled in to such a point that I haven’t even thought about trying to put a blog post together for months. In two weeks time my work contract comes to an end, and so I’ve been filling in application forms and trying…… Continue reading Distractions from WordPress, and writing for pleasure
It was beautifully sunny as I walked into work today. I left Ru at Caterham, as he had an annual leave day and was planning on shacking up at Costa and getting some words written, and took the train to East Croydon as I do every morning. I just made the 7.28 train, a bonus…… Continue reading Musings on a beautiful Friday morning!
I started a new job back in August of last year. I had been volunteering for a homelessness charity for about six months, and when a short term position came up my boss suggested I go for it. It was kind of a dream come true for me- after thirteen years of unemployment and long…… Continue reading Full time work, after a 13 year battle with severe mental illness..