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Today is my sixteenth day in the hospital. I am doing well and considering the possibility of discharging next week. The idea is exciting while at the same time it makes me a bit anxious. I wonder if it’s the right decision. Fortunately, nothing will be decided without first discussing it with my doctors. IContinue reading “Latest news”

After nearly 14 days in hospital, I have at last a sense of hope of recovery. Hope in the knowledge I will leave here in a far better frame of mind than when I came in. Halejuliah! Prior to arriving here, I was extremely anxious and depressed and had almost lost sight of ever beingContinue reading “Hope”

Every morning I stand in front of the kitchen window washing up. I see birds in the bird feeder and birds on the birdbath. I see kangaroos eating whatever is left of the green grass which is not much. I see dying trees and miraculously some still green. I try to focus on the greenContinue reading “Drought and Despair”

Unfortunately, since my last post which was full of hope I have not got any better. Yesterday, I decided to ring a mental health hospital in Greenwich Sydney so I can be admitted. I have no doubt this is the best direction to take. I am disappointed that it has come to this but IContinue reading “No Longer Smooth Sailing”

Ever since we had to evacuate due to fires threatening our small village I have been unable to write my journal till now. I’m not sure why. Maybe it was having to evacuate which changed my usual routine. Maybe it was the extra stress being away from my normal environment. Now I am starting toContinue reading “Hope”

I’m very tired this morning having risen early after a late night out. I am hoping that I’ll be able to have a nana nap sometime today. Last night we went to see Angry Old Men at Milton Theatre. They called it a Rockumentary one of several dedicated to reproducing the work of musicians bothContinue reading “More Music Therapy”

Earlier this year when I was in hospital I was in the habit of writing at the end of each day three things I did and three things I was grateful for. When I returned home the habit stopped. I need to start it again. Noting what I did each day and recording the thingsContinue reading “Gratitude”

I wrote this a week ago but I thought I’d still share it. A week after writing this post I feel like I’m making baby steps forward in terms of how I manage my anxiety. At times I’m as fragile as glass other times I feel “normal”. The goal remains the same I want toContinue reading “Anxiety”

I have always loved reading. As a youngster, I loved being read to before bed. I also loved reading under the bedcovers with a torch when the light was switched off. I thought my parents were ignorant of my nighttime reading. I bet they knew what was happening when they saw me bleary-eyed in theContinue reading “Reading”

Sewing is an anxiety killer for me. It’s a diversionary activity which allows me to focus on something other than my worries. I have been making quilts for a number of years now but I still consider myself a novice. The patterns I follow are either my own or someone else’s. This episode of depressionContinue reading “Sewing Therapy”