Was gonna watch Dave last night but switched to a Dr Nitschke documentary instead. Mademoiselle and the Doctor. It was really ... "inspiring" isn't the word. Not "comforting" either because it wasn't easy viewing. But it was a relief. A real relief to know that someone actively supports a person's own choice for cessation of life - with dignity and ( Read more... )

You know, if I was telekinetic I wouldn't particularly want to use it for underhanded deed-doing or mind-blowing goals. I'd just play harder and better with the animals. "Tennis ball, roll to me before Kenji can reach you," and "Ribbon, snake-dance for Miss Elsie, but don't let her catch you in her mou - Oops. Fail."

I will never understand why ( Read more... )

Migraine* gone. Slept on couch. Watched Gardening Australia on the ABC. Lemon balm tea has been used by Arabs for depression and anxiety for millennia, I just learned. Gotta try it! Just et lavash bread with homous, grated cheese, grated carrot, and avocado. Trying hard to get joy from real flavours but I miss fat, sugar and Sprite a lot. But I'm ( Read more... )

- third dietary fast, and next week's (fourth) still to go ( Read more... )

I did the letter meme. polianarchy gave me the letter r and I had to come up with ten things I like that start with an r. It was a surprisingly difficult letter for me ( Read more... )

I'm trying to get better, trying hard. Have been in a state of such forlornity, bleakitude and depressment but I'm trying to move on...

Anyone seen this little star?

I hadn't till now. Yes, I'm trying to think of other things. Things other than own brainspace. Had a brief sleep. Need more. This post is but a bookmark saying "Friday".


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What lovely people you are.

I wish I could say I'm better but I'm not, although I'm glad to report my mood is a little bit less tamped flat. That's misleading. I was thinking of suicide as a viable option a few hours ago (but don't worry. I let Todd know and I won't do it) so I'm not well by any stretch, and I have knots of misery and destruction ( Read more... )

Depression hit last night, the first I've had since hospital (February), and I hardly slept a wink. When I did, I dreamt stupid stuff about John F. Kennedy and cutting triangular swatches of fabric off all his boxer shorts. I must've woken every half hour. I couldn't read to distract myself as one book is about the mechanics of the human brain (too ( Read more... )

Still feeling pretty good. Mum and I - and Todd and I - have decided I'm really easygoing on this tranquilizer (Zyprexa/olanzepine) and I like the feeling of being docile. If it wasn't for the weight-gain side effect I'd be tempted to stay on it longterm, but as it is, I won't. I'll just use it for a few weeks unless the depression and anxiety ( Read more... )

Whenever we see Ingrid we indulge in the most amazing array of antipasto. I don't like stuffed olives with anchovies and I'm not that fussed about artichoke hearts in olive oil, so antipasto has always left me cold. But there's things I do like. I loved aged cheese, especially brie. I adore fresh bread. Rocket and cashew purees ring my bell, and so ( Read more... )