
Should I come out as schizophrenic?
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

When I'm crossing to the Halfworld, sleep is near.
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

I woke up a bit depressed this morning.
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

Today was a bright, sunny day
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

If you're driving and see five blokes walking chained together,
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

I'm not naturally a Type A personality...
A bit more about how I've actually gotten myself organised!

Welcome to the Halfworld
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