Posted on July 31, 2008 by eccedentesiast
So, another day in bed & on the sofa. Another day without a shower, without cleaning teeth or brushing hair. Uncaring. Probably unpleasant, but nevermind, I have no one but the parents to see.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Depression, Doctors, Film, Heath Ledger, Madness, Medication, Suicide | 39 Comments »
Posted on July 31, 2008 by eccedentesiast
So I got an award from The (lovely) Chuckle and I’m not totally sure what I’m meant to be doing about it, but I assume something? I’d do an acceptance speech if I had the energy or enough doting fans to look up to me, you know tears glistening under the blog spotlight, those glittery [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Awards, Depression, Media, Mental Health, Parents | 13 Comments »
Posted on July 29, 2008 by eccedentesiast
Short and probably not so sweet but I’m too far from myself to begin thinking. To far to try.
P’raps today could of gone a little better. I don’t know. Does it matter? I don’t suppose it does anymore. I saw the psych. I sat in her room and tried to tell her. The words didn’t [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Depression, GP, Parents, Psychiatrist, Suicide | 12 Comments »
Posted on July 28, 2008 by eccedentesiast
Today has been a strange one. I managed not to keel over in my 4 hour Oxfam stint this morning despite almost melting on the shop floor. I think we only manage to sell a couple of things. We have no air con and the sun seemed to have made its way into the actual [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Bipolar, Death, Mood diary, Oxfam, People, Psychiatrist, Work | 7 Comments »
Posted on July 27, 2008 by eccedentesiast
I hope the leaving is joyful; and I hope never to return.
- Frida Kahlo
Back to the depressive grind stone tonight I’m afraid, it’s what I know best. Suicide is laying oh so heavily on my mind. I’m the donkey and finality is the golden carrot. Here’s me, ambling along, tripping, falling, energy ebbing, so close [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Bipolar, Depression, Parents, Suicide | 6 Comments »
Posted on July 26, 2008 by eccedentesiast
Changing the old record a little today. Fed up of this wallowing hippo image I’m emitting over the blog world so I thought I’d spray some metaphorical air freshener over Eccedentesiast and kick the crap out for a night or so. Tonight, ladies and gents, we’re talking Heath Ledger.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Death, Heath Ledger, Heroin, Media, Off topic | 16 Comments »
Posted on July 25, 2008 by eccedentesiast
“Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.”
– Arthur Somers Roche
I’ve been thinking of posting on this for a while, Seaneen’s post gave me the kick I needed, though I don’t know how to start this without [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Anxiety, Childhood, Paranoia, People, Society | 8 Comments »
Posted on July 25, 2008 by eccedentesiast
I didn’t want to include this in my main post. It doesn’t really deserve a full post. It doesn’t really deserve any thought. Anything. Nothing because he is nothing. I just happen to love him, that’s bloody all.
Just had a brief conversation via facebook, seeing as he doesn’t seem to want to see me otherwise. [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Him, Paranoia, Relationships | 9 Comments »
Posted on July 24, 2008 by eccedentesiast
So today’s outing took us as far as Stockport. Me and my mum wandered around the many racks of on sale clothes, elbows out in anticipation of the pushy shoppers. I could make this sound like an epic tale with similarities to the big old jungle. It certainly was different from my four bedroom walls. [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Boyfriend, Depression, Doctors, Family, Him, Illness, Shopping, Suicide | 10 Comments »
Posted on July 23, 2008 by eccedentesiast
I’ve never really been into bad omens before, but this like everything else recently is really too much of a coincidence. For the second time this week, a bird has flown into my old bedroom window. I feel uneasy. On Monday a baby blackbird flew, hit and fell to the patio. We tried to save [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tagged: Depression, Family, Guilt, Omen, Shame | 21 Comments »