Fatigue is an unfortunate and debilitating side effect for a lot of mental (and physical) health conditions. This is how fatigue has felt in my life.

Down down down… then up we go

I fell in a hole. Then I crawled back out. It’s 35 days since I touched down on terra firma. Jet lag’s done and dusted, the big adventure receding into … Continue reading Down down down… then up we go

The long road home

The long road home started Tuesday afternoon in Portugal and finished Friday evening in Hobart. It’s the unfun bit of travel – going home. And after three months, it’s the … Continue reading The long road home

Travels in Tuscany

After the bright lights and busy streets of Paris, it was time to venture into the Italian countryside and a gorgeous little villa just outside Lucca – a medieval town … Continue reading Travels in Tuscany

Weary

Today I want to sleep.
I want to go to sleep and never wake up. To luxuriate in the endless bliss of nothingness. I want to be free from physical pain. Free from exhaustion. I don’t want to feel worried or anxious or guilty or afraid. I don’t want to be fat and old and lost and weary. I just want to rest. To slip into eternal, blissful rest.

Reasons

My psychologist talked about recovery, and I said (amongst other things), what’s in it for me? Which sounds appallingly self-interested – because it is! But it is the crux of my recovery issue. Everything I do in my life, is for other people – even my recovery. And without having intrinsic reasons to travel this rocky road, it is nigh on impossible to keep trudging along.