Why not? Not many people read this blog. I was only diagnosed relatively recently, in the last year or two. To explain any weirdness I've become comfortable telling people I'm autistic, which I've also been diagnosed for. But I long to be heard. And I can pour my heart out and publish and know it's out there but I don't have to answer well-meant questions I don't have the answers for yet. I don't understand this illness. It isn't in my skillset to explain to people; I got a d

Last night's dream comes back. Relief from my hopeless helpless waiting to sleep. Tonight, I don't even care if I have a nightmare. My heart's racing; most likely, and I feel sick to my stomach. I wish it was tomorrow, so I could try again. The dream makes no conscious sense, but it's alluring. My dreams are powerful. Scary-powerful, beautiful-powerful, order-is-restored-powerful. I have the nightmares of a child. I hate falling asleep and I like waking up. Even back when I w

Being on a shitload of medication, low mood is not a significant problem for me. It was more like existential questioning. You know how depression is built on unpleasant thoughts that cycle around and kind of amplify? I had 0% enthusiasm for starting work so I took a walk on the beach. Total boss move. I'm still on a high from all that natural sunlight. The temperature was perfect, not quite 30 degrees, and the wind blew coolly. The contrast of cool - warm breeze on my face a

So I went to the beach to kick up some splashes again. And get ideas. What the heck am I doing wrong? I looked at the sunlight through the ocean. I decided to break the colour scheme down to four tones. Darkest shadow, next to the ripple of yellow light; brown sort of dingy sand; blue sheen highlight on the water............but then, to contrast my four tones of the water, bright white splashes. I have a loose, spontaneous style I think. In that respect, oil painting isn't ne

be sure to stop and ask them for directions. Or ask them what they're walking for. There's bound to be good reason. NBN News | MATES CHAIN TOGETHER 24 HOURS OF WALKING FOR MENS MENTAL HEALTH I felt bad having no cash on me to donate; but they told me they were stopping at Catherine Hill Bay Pub and I could walk with them for a little bit if I liked. These five boys had started walking a few hours earlier, at midday, and by the time they arrived at Catho would have walked abou

A bit more about how I've actually gotten myself organised!

I'm watching Married at First Sight as I write this. I've been excited to start my blog for ages. Last week, I wanted to talk about my four building blocks: Foundation; Administration; Imagination and Inspiration. This is very embarrassing to admit, and that's why blogging will suit me - I've learned about cleaning and keeping my home tidy from The Flylady. I developed those building blocks from her philosophy and I think of them when I'm deciding what to do next. That's why