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; [...]
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 [...]
I’ve discussed in the past C’s accusations that I’m ‘aggressive’ or ‘angry’ or whatever. I have also discussed the fact that I think that if I am these things, that I am perfectly justified in my being so, at least as regards the end of therapy and my ongoing battle with the misTrust. I’ve been [...]
This post follows on from the extraordinarily thrilling events detailed in the entry that immediately precedes it. The following may make no sense if you have not read them. It may also may no sense if you have. Then again, they were so tremendously exciting that if you read or have read them, you might die of a hedonism-induced heart attack, so proceed with caution. Alternatively you might die of a boredom-induced heart attack so, again, proceed with caution. [...]
This could be difficult to write about. C has, I think, worked out things that I didn’t want him to work out, and which is he is going to bring up at the next session [now already passed - I have been writing this bollocks on and off for 83 eons]. I hate this. I [...]
I was a complete bitch to C last week. I just sat there and insulted him for about half the session – perhaps more – and he didn’t really deserve any of it. It’s not his fault he has to abandon me at the end of the summer, and even though my rants weren’t necessarily [...]
Last Thursday’s session with C was the first one after the whole, ‘fuck it, I’m quitting therapy’ debacle of hilarious histrionics about which I wrote last Wednesday. I suppose my thoughts weighted in favour of leaving treatment at a time of my choosing were partly in light of the whole DID discussion that we had [...]
The latest draft. Dear Mr Director Person Re: Accessing Mental Health Services Previous correspondence refers. Thank you for your eventual response of 12 May 2010. I note with interest your willingness to point out that NICE guidelines are not always applicable in this jurisdiction, and that a regional team is “considering” the application of the [...]
I should turn this into a series of posts. It’s becoming something of a recurring theme, my own little comedy of errors if you will. It frustrates me endlessly, of course, but if you dig a little deeper there is something pathetically amusing about the whole sorry business, in a sort of wry, dark kind [...]
Hello once more, all. I returned on Monday from Turkey having had a lovely time and being in a surprisingly non-shit mood upon arrival back in Norn Iron. I think the good weather here helped; this country, for all its faults, is stunningly beautiful especially whilst bathed in bright sunlight. Anyway, I may report on [...]
WARNING: RANT I am going on holiday this evening. Ergo, I will be (mostly) in absentia until at least 24 May. Unlike the preceeding hours before the last time I went on holiday, I am not in a good mood. I am, in fact, muderously livid. C is to blame (surprise surprise), even though it’s [...]
This is my first post from my new laptop, which I awarded myself (in part) for reaching my first blogoversary. Although it’s a Windows machine – and I am used to and prefer Linux – I still love it. As a tablet PC, it has a touch screen, which has been enabling me to do [...]
I don’t really see a lot of point in going into great detail about last week’s (15 April) session with C, mainly as we spent almost the entire time together discussing my recent hallucinations which I have already detailed here and here. Furthermore, because I’ve been too lazy, too fuckwitted or too pre-occupied with other [...]
Walking home in the rain after meeting a friend for lunch today, it occurred to me how much responsibility is in my hands to not go completely doolally and get myself locked up, or to not end up in a fugue of a notably longer duration than the mini-fugues to which I am ‘used’. If [...]
So. Did I use this session to progress matters related to Paedo? As if. I was completely crap. As ever C defended me on the grounds that sessions are co-constructs, and he claims that he is culpable for any time-wasting too. But I don’t think he is – or at least he wasn’t on this [...]
Week 42. Week 42. How can this be? I look back through this journal, and see prose referencing sessions as far back as week 10. I read through said posts, and remember clearly the discussions, the facial expressions, the tones of voice to which I have alluded. It all seems like yesterday. How did we [...]
Yet another day with two posts. Sorry. In short, she is better than her predecessor, though as W said to me this morning, she could hardly be much worse. In fairness to OldVCB, I had come round to her a little before our relationship was severed, but nevertheless, I am not exactly sorry to see [...]
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I’ve decided to undertake a new venture for a new year. Whilst I feel very lucky that so many people enjoy this blog (why?!), I also thought it would be good if I could make it of some use too by sharing some of the most interesting psychiatry and psychology articles I come across through [...]
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