I swear to living fuck that the Trust will not win this fight if I have breath in my body and blood in veins. I will battle them to the very death – literally, if needs be. This is, of course, in response to yesterday’s received correspondence from Mr Director-Person. Your thoughts and comments on [...]

This entry is part 8 of 8 in the series The Mr Director-Person Letters

In response to both my last letter to Mr Director-Person and my MP‘s intervention. Dear Pandora Further to my letter of 3 August 2010 [wherein he acknowledged his failure to reply to the letter first linked above, not replicated here], I am now in a position to respond to your detailed letter [ie. the one to my [...]

It – the impromptu counselling assessment session with the Nexus Institute on Tuesday 31 August – went well.  Thank you all very much for your lovely supportive comments, tweets and Facebastard messages.  It meant a lot knowing that my great online friends would be there to provide a figurative shoulder on which to cry, regardless of how [...]

As I sat down to eat my first Pot Noodle of the day, I noticed two missed calls on my iPhone.  The number was a local one, but not one I recognised.  I suspected it might be my friends the Nexus Institute, but employed the services of DI Google just to make sure.  DI Google [...]

BEWARE: SELF-HARM TRIGGERS EDIT TO ADD: Apparently this was originally written by a member of Recover Your Life. See here for more information. Thanks to Voluntary Madness for pointing this out in the comments section of this post. P. — I’ve ripped this off from The Exact Science of Manic Depression, but as he himself [...]

NHS Fail

Thank God for my/our primary enabler, Mental Nurse, and other members of the wonderful Madosphere. Essentially, the sharing of images catalogued here has made what was an unspeakably bad day into a less unspeakably bad day. Now that I am coming to grips with using GIMP, I am finding some enjoyment (***shock!!! Horror!!!!***) in creating [...]

I am (for now) making no comment on this morning’s final session with C, other than that everyone who predicted that last night’s uncharacteristic indifference would not continue after, say, 10am today, would not have been completely mistaken.  I do not want to think about it so meh, let’s just ignore it. So, therefore, here [...]

Plus Bye Mum! and The Obligatory ‘I Had an Appointment’ Post. Let’s start with the first one. Bye Mum! One of two things has happened as regards my last post, in which I speculated that my mother was reading this infernal bollocks that I call Confessions of a Serial Insomniac.  Either I have been suffering [...]

*plays a welcoming Final Fantasy-esque fanfare* How are you enjoying following my secret life on the internet, mother?  I’m sure it has been an epic journey for you; it certainly has been for me.  I have met some amazing people, I have received some amazing support and encouragement, and I have discovered some not-quite-so-amazing things [...]

Sherlock

What, pray tell, is a ‘Mad Up’? A Mad Up is a social encounter wherein all the attendees are clinically mad (excluding, perhaps, the partners of the aforesaid attendees).  Mad Ups involve a group of individuals with social anxiety meeting a mass group of human beings that they have not met in their lives before. [...]

Stunned Gratitude

At about 1.30am today, I received an email from a lady at Medical Assistant Schools (MAS) claiming that her site had bestowed an award upon this blog.  I initially deemed it a hoax as it, although emailed to my address, wasn’t intended for me – its salutation did in fact refer to the author of [...]

I wrote these melodramatic words the other day: I shall never see C again. Officially I am supposed to see him on Thursdays 19th and 26th August, but I shall not.  I shall never see him again.  I have pretty much decided not to go, as I’m certain it would only cause me further pain, [...]

This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Perspectives from the Mentalist's Partner

Q: I’m obsessed with a man that isn’t you. Discuss. A: Short, sweet and to the point, I see, and a most frank admission. Not that you’d choose to disguise it, of course, given this blog’s ample testimony to your obsession. It’s a strange one, I must admit, and I might have cause to be [...]

Fluffy Happiness and Cute Things of Shiny Joy

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Pathetic Number Crunching

Update on the Political Intervention Against the Trust Sorry for not apprising readers of this blog on the current status of my complaints to my MP and other politicians about the Trust’s decision to end my therapy. I had mentioned it on Twitter, but not all of you are onTwitter, so that wasn’t very fair! [...]

On Saturday night, A and I went to see a Queen tribute band, and a particular Freddie Mercury song that they covered once again struck me as being something that could be written about me.  A suggested I do a totally random, essentially pointless but potentially fun post on the issue – what song best [...]

This feud between my mother and Aunt of Oppression Maisie has really got me thinking.  This is a post where I’d really value your advice and thoughts, people.  I know you can’t put yourself in my place, but I suppose I’m wondering what you might do in this situation. I’ve made clear here before that [...]

Waaaahhhh!!!!!  You go away for one incy-wincy teeny-weeny weekend and certain important dynamics of your life change, seemingly irrevocably, in the interim.  Isn’t life is a strange mistress indeed?  I do love a good old-fashioned familial crisis.  I mean, in real terms I suppose it isn’t ‘good‘, but at least something has actually happened in [...]

The Computer

In the beginning, the computer functioned normally and efficiently. Although there were some malicious attacks directed against it, its firewall initially worked well, deflecting some and making sure the worst of the others was hidden deep in the computer’s hard-drive. The computer was responsive, hard-working and quick to process all tasks that it was assigned. [...]

Well…I don’t really hate this blog.  As I’ve said several times, it is in fact my pride and joy – or, at least, what has gone before has made up what I call my pride and joy.  I don’t feel very proud or very joyful at the minute, though it’s not the blog’s fault, obviously; [...]

This entry is part 6 of 8 in the series The Mr Director-Person Letters

Hahaha!  Didn’t see this coming, did you Mr Director-Person? In all seriousness I don’t really expect it to do any good, but you never know.  A friend of mine, through contacting her MP about the failures in her mental health care, did receive some very positive results, so it’s got to be worth a try.  At [...]

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