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Tag: depression

Hello again.

August 10, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  Hello train you're finally here, I've developed quite an obsession with you... Hello depression. We meet again. You come when the sun is out. When I want so desperately to be happy. When I want to be out and about enjoying the weather, not sitting inside wishing the day away. You come, even though… Continue reading Hello again. →

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Everything has an end

August 8, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  I watched the last episode of a touch of frost yesterday. I felt like it was time. Ever since I watched the last episode of Friends, it appears I have inadvertently avoided watching the end of programs. I either cut out before the end, or avoid programs with definite finishes altogether, opting for continuing… Continue reading Everything has an end →

Tagged depression, musings

Memories don’t hurt as much as you think. 

August 7, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  August is the best and worst month of the year. I used to love August. time for sun and fun and no responsibility. Over the years so much happened that it became necessary to hate it. The hate was fueled by my habit. I'm not sure where one ends and the other begins? Over… Continue reading Memories don’t hurt as much as you think.  →

Tagged depression, drugs, teaching

Biscuits always work

August 1, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  A few weeks ago, the holidays were looming ahead of me. Long weeks to fill and no work to focus on. The anxiety cut me like a brick (or whatever the appropriate phrase) Roll on two weeks to today. My diary is full. I have a few random days of nothing that I suppose… Continue reading Biscuits always work →

Tagged depression, teaching

Love is Blind

July 31, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  And this is why I am in the relationship I am. Not for lust. But for friendship. Not for love but for respect and practical reasons like money and support and fatherly qualities. My partner is close to what one would expect to be the perfect partner. And for the exact same reasons, he… Continue reading Love is Blind →

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The Answer?

July 25, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

I probably come to this conclusion a  hundred times a year. The answer to all my problems: I need to just get out of the house and make plans. Get out of my head. I'm making the most of this feeling because after 'getting out and about' i often end up deeper into my own… Continue reading The Answer? →

Tagged depression, musings

Four seasons in a day

July 18, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  Good morning sunshine Leaves fall off trees hot and humid Lunch by the sea Rain cold splashes At the end of the day Listen to the thunder As I slumber away...

Tagged depression, poetry

Endings

July 13, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  My dad is moving into a different house and getting married. This shouldn't really effect me too much as I left home 10 years ago not long after my parents divorce. In that 10 years, I've gone back to live with my dad a handful of times for about 2-3 months a piece. But… Continue reading Endings →

Tagged depression

Camping dream

July 11, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  So we go camping. And when I say we, it's me and my partner and a couple who are our friends. Only we've gone to a campsite where we have been told horrific things happen. There is some suggestion that we have been there before and seen these horrific things happen but survived. (Why… Continue reading Camping dream →

Tagged depression, Dreams

Nothing

July 9, 2017September 3, 2019 iseestarsxLeave a comment

  Every now and then (might be daily occurrence I'm not sure) I get this wonderful feeling of nothing. I don't care I don't know I don't feel I  don't remember I don't worry I don't get anxious I love this feeling. It's euphoric. Now I know why people take heroin. If I had a… Continue reading Nothing →

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