Adding to the Pile of Good Things: Electric Heater

“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.” – Doctor Who In the last couple of weeks the weather’s done that thing … Continue reading Adding to the Pile of Good Things: Electric Heater

I Hate Having Carers: A Rant

It’s been a bad week. On Tuesday I had to bring up issues with two of my carers, something which inevitably produces fun anxiety symptoms like tummy problems, pins and needles in my hands, constant rocking in an attempt to self-soothe, and an inability to rest. It’s so frustrating. These are not big issues, yet … Continue reading I Hate Having Carers: A Rant

Five Times Telling Stories Saved My Life

…and how reading them saves my life every single day. If this sounds like hyperbole, it’s not, or only slightly. At the moment I pretty much live on the Coping Precipice and story is one of the things that stops me from tumbling right over. I want to take a moment to define what I … Continue reading Five Times Telling Stories Saved My Life

Speaking of Spoons

In which I talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. No, wait, spoons. Just spoons. A spoon is a simple thing: a small bowl on the end of a handle. But in the last few years the word has come to mean much more than that. It … Continue reading Speaking of Spoons

Living with ME: Boredom

In which I am so bored I want to scream and break things. Content warning for suicidal thoughts. It was a bad morning anyway because I’d had my hair cut the day before, which involves energy draining activities such as going downstairs (and, worse, coming back up them again!) and talking to people (it’s tiring … Continue reading Living with ME: Boredom