Tears

I’ve just got home from therapy and I’m feeling fragile. I can’t stop myself from crying. I cried in the session, then while I cycled home, and I’m still tearful as I write this. I don’t know why this has all come up now. I very rarely get tearful. But it’s really hard to cope…

Quitting my psychiatrist

A few weeks after I see Dr L, I receive a copy of his notes on our meeting in the post. I’ve so far appreciated this (apart from when the letter went to a neighbour by accident), as it keeps me in the loop with what he is recording from our conversations. I was unsure…

A weekend with Welsh wildlife

Last week, my wife and I celebrated our birthdays with a trip to Wales. We both love wildlife and so we planned to visit a nature reserve where there’s a puffin colony and lots of other rare sea birds. We had a brilliant day there; the sun shone and we saw puffins, seals and a…

Let’s throw anorexia into the mix

I haven’t thought much about eating disorders. For a while, I have understood that my eating could be categorised as ‘disordered’, but I haven’t framed it as a condition. I know that I deliberately under eat, that I restrict my food intake. I’m aware of how much weight I have lost, and how different my…

Therapy today was confrontational

Therapy on Tuesday and Wednesday was relatively easy. J and I even talked about how I feel about those ‘easy’ sessions. I said I feel like there are a waste of time. She said it depends how you think about therapy, but I stood by my view that I’m not doing therapy if it isn’t…

Escaping in my garden

Pottering in my garden always lifts my spirits. There’s something soothing about getting my hands dirty, feeling the sun on my skin, and nurturing the various little plants I’m trying to grow. I have the tiniest bit of garden to grow things in, but I spend plenty of time out there and I’ve crammed as…