An honest post, and one I'm glad you made. I was wondering where you'd got to. Here's hoping you can put all the crap behind you and move on. And promise you'll lay off the scotch. Seriously, keep away from the bloody stuff. The writing will come back without it. *big brotherly hug*
No worries about the ice; I've been out of the house about half a dozen times since I did my knee, mostly to the GP's or to hospital. The rest of the time I've been sitting here getting cabin fever.
So glad to see you posting on your LJ again, Hutch0. I'm still in my cave myself, but I'm poking my head out and taking a quick look around every so often, and I was pretty concerned when I saw that you hadn't posted a thing in over a month.
Speaking as someone who has personal experience of depression and nervous collapses, it does sound like you were walking fairly close to the cliff's edge, but happily you had that 'bugger it' moment which turned you back toward safer ground.
Here's wishing that all your future footsteps fall on terra firma.
Thanks for your good wishes, and I'm glad to hear you're looking around from time to time. As I say, I don't think it was depression, but whatever it was, it was scary, and the worst thing was that I couldn't seem to stop. I still don't think I'm quite right in my head, but things seem clearer now, and I'm not exhausted all the time, which helps.
Nobody ever tells me nuffink . . . and I should check LJ a bit more often. (I've kind of got out of the habit.)
I'm so sorry to hear you've been going through rough times, old fruit, and I wish you'd given us a yell of distress -- indeed, I'm surprised Bogna didn't insist that you did. Do please kindly remember in future that we're here, and at the very least can be sobbed at over the phone.
*incredibly platonic hugs plus a jockish ligament-reshredding backslap*
I wasn't actually going to say anything about it; there are people in a far worse state and situation than me and it seemed kind of fatuous to whine about it, but I figured I ought to explain why I'd dropped off the radar. I'm not entirely sure talking about it would have done much good, but bless you for the offer, and I'll certainly keep it in mind if, god forbid, anything like this happens again. *hugs*
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Speaking as someone who has personal experience of depression and nervous collapses, it does sound like you were walking fairly close to the cliff's edge, but happily you had that 'bugger it' moment which turned you back toward safer ground.
Here's wishing that all your future footsteps fall on terra firma.
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Nobody ever tells me nuffink . . . and I should check LJ a bit more often. (I've kind of got out of the habit.)
I'm so sorry to hear you've been going through rough times, old fruit, and I wish you'd given us a yell of distress -- indeed, I'm surprised Bogna didn't insist that you did. Do please kindly remember in future that we're here, and at the very least can be sobbed at over the phone.
*incredibly platonic hugs plus a jockish ligament-reshredding backslap*
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I'm not entirely sure talking about it would have done much good, but bless you for the offer, and I'll certainly keep it in mind if, god forbid, anything like this happens again. *hugs*
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