Blindfolded On The Rollercoaster

Ok, a few hours ago I posted possibly not the happiest of blogs. If you took that on it’s own you would be forgiven for thinking I was depressed. But I wasn’t.

Tuesday Questions

It’s Tuesday. There’s not a lot I can say about today other than it is what it is. *sigh* It’s depressing and of course I’m questioning my own diagnosis. Again. Yeah, not a fun day.

Dreaming Of Recovery

Once again I rise from the ashes like the proverbial phoenix, albeit one attached to a damn bungee cord.

Whatever, it doesn’t matter. I’m back blogging having put distance between me and a time I do not wish to discuss. So I shall instead talk about recovery, or what I think recovery means.