Here is a post that's been a while in the writing, and longer in the thinking. It's about people who have kids, people who don't, and the dickery that many of each group seem to sling at each other. The post is long, and I half-expect flak for it. Nevertheless, I would like people to read it. I think it's important ( Read more... )

So, I went aaalllll the way to Cambridge yesterday, to speak to GP, who was very nice and said he would gladly write me my letter. And then I met with friends at the pub, which was lovely! Great to see people again, especially as I'm home alone right now, family having gone on holiday. Very long and tiring day with much travel, but worth it ( Read more... )

So, my friends are lovely, one and all, and have cheered me up significantly. It will all be fine! I CAN do stuff! I am not a hopeless loser! Yeah yeah yeah ( Read more... )

So. This is a long post. Um. I'm not putting this in a cut, because considering the subject-matter, that would count as being cowardly and defeat the whole point of this, which is that anyone and everyone can see me for what I am, if they look. Scroll right on by if you're not interested in me taking a hard look in the proverbial mirror. Here I am ( Read more... )

The other day, Stephen (winterlove) took time out of work to meet me for coffee and froth and to save my sanity. The other evening, I opened my room door to find Zebbie and Dave with two large carrier bags full of food for me so that I do not starve ( Read more... )