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. [...]
The Post-CAB One I will write about yesterday’s gruesome appointment with the Citizens’ Advice Bureau in due course. All the context that is required for this post is that I have added ‘Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder’ as well as clinical depression, BPD, yadda yadda yadda to my DLA form. I was asked why by the [...]
And so it came to pass that yet another Clinton Cards-induced festival of rampant commercialism took place in the Year of our Lord 2010. What a pile of utter wank. On the other hand, what an opportune time to note that… Or, rather, he was a fucking wanker, as he met his (rather regrettably late) [...]
Since I got the new laptop, I’ve been doing a bit of drawing on it. Let’s be clear about this: my drawings are really shit. I am never going to be an artist, nor do I have any such delusional aspirations. Nevertheless, it’s an outlet for expression when words don’t seem to cut it, and [...]
It is exactly one year to the day since I first started writing Confessions of a Serial Insomniac. Happy birthday, blog! My first piece of writing here was the ‘About‘ page, which still retains the same basic structure as it did on 4 May 2009, but has been modified in terms of content as circumstances [...]
Monday 19 April, 9pm Order prescription via the online EMIS system. Quetiapine (300mg) is due to run out by Wednesday, and even though I am seeing the psychiatrist on Wednesday, I don’t want to take chance that she will not modify the dose and that I will therefore be without the medication. Lose plot by [...]
EDIT: Things should be back to normal now! I’ve unpassworded everything except the four posts that were already protected before Wednesday’s crisis-esque situation. I’ll try and explain everything in detail in another post as soon as possible. I’m away until Wednesday 14 April, though, so it’s unlikely to be before then. In the meantime, thanks [...]
In January this year, I was flabbergasted and thrilled to be a runner-up in Mental Nurse‘s annual TWIM Awards. I never expected in a million years that I’d ever get anything for writing this blog; it had never even crossed my mind. So I was pretty delighted. Since then, I’ve managed to whack up a [...]
I’ve made a few references to the relative anonymity of this blog in recent posts (here and here) and decided I would explore it more. I know many bloggers here in the madosphere write anonymously in order that they may reveal their deepest, darkest thoughts with complete impunity; for example, Bippidee gave a very good [...]
In the last post, Nick from Careless in the Community made the comment that he wanted to think of a name for me that wasn’t “SI”. I also had a discussion with C on Thursday (blog to follow when I can be arsed) about how I’d built up an entire online alter-ego via this blog. [...]
I know some of you follow the insightful and informative Mental Nurse blog, written by…er…mental nurses. As regular readers of it will know, each Saturday (usually) they publish a review of that week’s musings in the mental health blogosphere, terming their summation ‘This Week in Mentalists’. I was featured once, with the child sex abuse [...]
Wasn’t it 1992 that the Queen said was her annus horribilis? Well, let’s fast forward 17 years to now, New Year’s Eve, 2009. This year has turned out to be the annus horribilis of your humble narrator – mostly. I’ve been on the brink of sectioning on a number of occasions, the brink of suicide [...]
First Signs are a UK-based charitable organisation devoted to the prevention, or at least the minimisation of, self-harm. Whilst as regular readers of this blog will know, I don’t really see the big issue with (controlled) self-harm, I can and do admire the work that FS are undertaking. If nothing else, at least they’re raising [...]
Come to Turkey, and drink some of this: I was totally manic yesterday, and no doubt this Turkish coffee will induce more of the same, but it’s just so good. A asked me at the airport yesterday if I was on drugs, such was my mania. Then he laughed at me. People around us were [...]
I’m still avoiding packing, and it’s almost 10.30pm. Below is the latest time-waster. This is an analysis of some of the language I’ve used on the blog. It’s only of recent posts (ie. those available on the first ((main)) page, as far as I can tell), and it filters out common words and letters (meaning [...]
Merhaba arkada?, Wow-ee, w00t, I’m a rockstar on tour. Or not. I’m going on holiday tomorrow. There is an inherent irony in heading to a mainly Islamic country (Türkiye Cumhuriyeti) on the anniversary of the World Trade Centre attacks, so much so apparently that the travel agents had tomorrow’s departure at a good bit cheaper than [...]
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