Things were so much improved on Thursday from what they had been the week before. I think C’s mood and / or attitude was better than it had been, and I was feeling considerably more sane than I have of late, so between the two of us, the whole session felt a lot more productive. [...]

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 [...]

As you know, I’ve been on holiday, and as you also know, I promised I would go into more detail about the three mental health appointments I had in the days that preceded my departure. I had started this post well before going to Turkey, but despite my claim that I’d finish it on the [...]

C didn’t believe me when I told him this, but prior to Thursday’s session, I had had no more than about five hours’ sleep in the preceding three weeks. I believe that for a while I’ve been in something of a hypomanic state; my experiences have included racing thoughts, restlessness, insomnia even whilst on sleeping [...]

As any of you who have read this blog since I began it in May will know, it has long since been my intention to write about each of the different therapists of one description or another that I’ve seen over the years. The idea was inspired by the same type of post by Introspective [...]

I had what I felt was a really good session with C on Thursday. That, to me, seems like an odd thing to say, as the best I’ve had to say upon departure in the past is that it ‘wasn’t bad’ or some such, but I actually left the other day feeling very positive about [...]

One of Dr C‘s minions phoned yesterday to report that an appointment has been made for me this Friday at 9.30am. Aside from being frightened of nasty Dr C and the possibility of yet another panel interview-esque meeting with her and Dr N, I am kind of angry. I was referred to a psychiatrist in [...]
I do not know what to make of my visit the psychiatrist(s) today. I am not even sure what the fuck to write about it. I suppose it is worthy of mention that the appointment was in the building in which C used to be housed. He has been gone from there for several months [...]
Today with C was weird. We started by discussing the situation with the psychiatrist. Apparently C had been blissfully unaware of the whole fuss surrounding the referral from Lovely GP, despite the fact he (C) had also made a referral. He said he had contacted someone at the main asylum in Norn Iron but she [...]



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