Tag Archives: Therapy

Sturm und Drang

Okay Thursday, here I am. Only I’ve given up on day names (see yesterday’s post. Or don’t, and save yourself a few minutes a word noodle.) so that would read: okay Today, here I am.  Today is more done that … Continue reading

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Check One Two, One, One Two

Looking back at my journal and some blog posts from last year I see it is roughly twelve months since I hit rock bottom and felt old, familiar, self-destructive inclinations rise to the surface after some calmer years. There were … Continue reading

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Admission To Mars

Nearly at the half way stage of the year and it’s been bumping along sort of ok compared to the last one. Yet stability, contentment and hope are fragile creatures, and it seems it only required a three quarters of … Continue reading

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Take The Mic…Psych!

There is rebellion from my body and my mind today and neither was entirely unexpected. Yesterday I had a meeting with the clinical psychologist I did such valuable work with a few years ago and whom I’m still awaiting a … Continue reading

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On Knowing When And Not When

Had to make a judgement call about what my body can and can’t handle this morning and, sadly, decided it’s not capable of achieving what I’d have liked to achieve today. My plan was to have been in Dorchester for … Continue reading

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On Purpose

As a teenager, even when I professed to be nothing more than a drifter, aimlessly  meandering through life, I wasn’t really drifting because there was always a grand purpose forging the greater narrative of my existence. That purpose was music: … Continue reading

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A Real (Fake) Nephew Of My Uncle Sam

Gazing back at this past week through the sun-smeared spectacles of bank holiday larking around I feel rather fondly about it. It is true that as I write this the muscles in the entirety of my torso are screaming at … Continue reading

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