April 2011
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Mood Gym →
Online Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. Gives you the benefit of CBT without months on a waiting list, the embarrassment of talking to a strange therapist, or indeed the bother of leaving the house.
I cannot stress enough how CBT has helped me become a better, happier person. I believe everyone could benefit from taking a look at their thought processes.
Life is actually... good...
I burst into tears today because I realised that this has been the first time I have looked at my life and liked where it is going.
I am stable on my medication.
I have an awesome boyfriend.
I have a job.
I am able to study.
I have climbed out of the Depression hole and exercise daily, and have become considerably more toned and am slowly losing weight.
I have the best parents you could ask...
October 2010
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Recently, my medication was altered. I was taken off mood stabiliser (Lithium) completely, and my anti-psychotic (Quetiapine, which also has anti-depressant and mood stabilising qualities) was raised to compensate. I was advised to stop taking my anti-depressant (Citaloptam) as it might be too much on top of the new Quetiapine (henceforth referred to as Seroquel, which is much easier to spell).
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August 2010
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I have Bipolar/ I am Bipolar
So I finally accepted that Bipolar Didorder isn’t just a mental health disorder, not just a disease that I am afflicted with and that I can make go away with medication.
I don’t ‘have’ Bipolar. I am Bipolar. My entire personality from the day I was born has been influenced by it. I am essentially two people, each very different, that constantly fight over who has control....
July 2010
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OH. MY. GOD.
I just wrote a HUGE post and Tumblr deleted it.
I am going to bed.
June 2010
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Wonderland
My mother’s meeting with the Borg had actually ended surprisingly well for her. Dad’s work on her bionic arm gave her an in-built swiss knife containing various crafting equipment. When I walked into the bedroom that day she was rotating through her various attrachments.
“Mum,” I asked, holding up my stripey stockings with my fingers. “My stockings keep falling...
January 2010
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Men In Tights
Thanks to the friendly girl who had been just the right size, who was now stuffed in a jefferies tube, the uniform helped Natalie blend in to the environment perfectly. Nobody batted an eyelid as she marched purposefully through the connecting corridor from Deep Space 5 to the Enterprise.
Thanks to the interior designers at Starfleet HQ, the sameness of the ship meant she got lost quite quickly,...
July 2009
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Allo
A breeze kept fluttering the pages of my book as I tried to read them. I turned the other way, putting my back to it, but it seemed to follow me. I moved about several times before I finally looked up.
“Gah!” I jumped, pressing the book to my chest (and losing my page) in my shock.
The breeze was produced by a large moth. A VERY large moth. Its wingspan was probably roughly the...
“As I say I don’t want to kill myself, I just wouldn’t mind dying.”
– Stephen Fry
May 2009
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Mmmm brains... wait, what did I just say?!
Frankly, it was not surprising that the male population of Camp Khitomer did not shower frequently. The fact that the entire male half of the house was assigned only one shower was not the issue- the female half had the same problem but their shower was nearly constantly in use. The problem was that on our way to the boy’s shower to steal it after getting fed up waiting for our own to become...
April 2009
2 posts
Nuns, masks and flippers, oh my!
Being a novice nun, I did not curse under my breath as I walked up the stairs as quickly as I could without actually running. Instead I hummed one of the more rousing hymns to myself to avoid the temptation of swearing and tugged my veil straight with slightly more force than necessary as I swung around the corner and up yet another flight of steps.
Why the ceremony was being held in Hogwarts was...
Deary me...
Yours Truly: KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Dad: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Yours Truly: You Klingon bastard! YOU KILLED MY SON!
Dad: No, I am your father!
Yours Truly: But... he's dead, Jim!
Dad: Why is anything we don't understand called a "thing"?
Yours Truly: You're breaking my heart! You're going down a path I can't follow!
Dad: You were right about one thing, Master... the negotiations were short!
Yours Truly: Aggressive negotiations?
Dad: This R2 unit looks a bit beat-up, you want a new one?
Yours Truly: There is no spoon...
Dad: The whole thing hardly comes to 10 tons..
Yours Truly: Han shot first.
Dad: If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine
Yours Truly: AVADA KEDAVRA!
Dad: Eat slug Malfoy!
Yours Truly: Daisy, Daisy... Give me your answer, do...
Dad: I'm sorry, Dave, I'm afraid I can't do that
Dad: Open the Pod Bay doors HAL
March 2009
2 posts
“‘I’m sitting at home with some sort of irksome stomach issues, and while...”
– Ravelry user ‘Jabberwocky’, on Old Reliable.
