TRIGGER WARNING! This post deals with a subject that could be confronting.
There were no signs
Trying a return
A quick visit, or a return to blogging?
Quiet Retreat
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I feel special
Something big happened tonight, but I didn't know about it at first. There I was, gearing up for a regular Trivia Night hosting gig at the local pub, which I do every Tuesday. It's a fun little gig that I try to spice up a little by being a little offensive, and comically rude to... Continue Reading →
The Black Dog of Waiting
There's been a clear dark cloud above my head of late. Plenty of people have noticed and asked if I'm OK which is good of them. It's not like the days of yore when I would hide in oblivious awareness of my own circumstance, letting the worry consume me. I am OK, just a... Continue Reading →
Reflection on Familiar Skies
There are times when the familiar cold hand reaches out to me, accompanied by a darkness in the skies of my mind. Like the disruptive friend who just doesn't seem to get the hint, no matter how blunt you make it, or maybe it is more like the uncomfortable yet obligatory visit of your parents... Continue Reading →
2016 and looking back
The Year That Was What a year was 2015, with some extremes and changing all round. Most if it has blurred somewhat and has left me just a little confused, and somewhat frustrated with my current circumstances. My day job has become essentially hollow as I find myself desiring new experiences. Combine this with the... Continue Reading →
Shaking the Black
Sometimes, like today, the black manages to get a hand on me. Like a weight, I feel sluggish and heavy. I find myself just listening to my breathing. The rise and fall of my chest. A cloud fogs the back of my mind, making it hard to see. I feel temperatures with more sensitivity than... Continue Reading →
The Sins of the Father
Today, I am reminded of one of my previous articles, about my panic attacks. It dawned on me that it has been quite a while since I've had one... almost since I posted the article. Yet I am confronted by another troubling issue. My dear daughter, who appears to be suffering from her own version... Continue Reading →
The Hard Road Part 9 – Making a Stand
This brings the story to almost now, and there are things happening in my life now that once upon a time, I may have been unable to manage, and may very well have found myself contemplating the unthinkable yet again. Yet I am not. I feel I have "matured," and in the true sense of... Continue Reading →
Reflection of a Ham 