writing on drugs about not writing on drugs
July 13, 2015 at 3:29 pm | Posted in musings, not bloody music | 2 CommentsTags: depression
Long story short: The year began with a minor dip in my mental health coinciding with a virus caught at work. An unbroken four months of further physical illnesses caused a deepening of my depression and a strengthening of the accompanying anxiety. As a result I have been ill for the whole of 20-fucking-15 so far and have been off work for weeks.
The latest stroke of bad luck is that a new medication I have been prescribed alongside my existing pharmaceutical regime has left me unhelpfully zonked. Appointments to discuss results/dosage/alternatives are in the offing but in the meantime my brain is as worryingly hot as an off-brand ‘phone charger. Luckily there is nothing in it to catch fire. Seriously, you know that overclocked, whining noise that a car reversing uphill makes? That’s my current waking experience.
The upshot is that I am not writing and the output of this blog will slow. Apologies to all concerned. More from my comrades will follow as and when I get around to formatting it, but I’m sitting out for a while.
For any new readers visiting due to the mention in Ashtray Navigations/Yorkshire Psych articles in The Wire I’d recommend looking at the ‘about us…’ page then reading down through the last few review pieces to the article on what I mean by the term ‘no-audience underground’. That should give y’all the flavour.
I’ll still be larking about on Twitter and all emails are answered eventually.
With love, Rob H x
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What you apologising for? Cheering you on from Cleck as always.
Comment by idwalfisher— July 13, 2015 #
Ah, politeness costs nowt and the elite readership of this blog likes to be kept posted (I think). Thanks for the support Mark – much appreciated as ever. R x
Comment by radiofreemidwich— July 13, 2015 #