Tag Archives: depression

I demand pink fairies!

I spoke too soon about my mind-bending drugs. I suspect it wasn’t the drugs that gave me a lift but rather having a doctor recognise that there’s something wrong with me. So whilst the first two nights of the happy pills were filled with hours of (somewhat broken but still wonderful) sleep, complete with wacked [...]

First there was Christmas

I spent Christmas at my boyfriend’s, watched lots of TV, visited his friends (who are all lovely) and did a whole lot of driving. Then there was the post-Christmas, pre-New Year period during which I was still at my boyfriend’s watching TV and visiting his friends but also some of my friends. And once again, [...]