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Silver is not the colour of the lining (of my fuck-tonne of baggage)

Seriously,

Ain’t nobody got time for that

You should probably do something better with your time.


NB; This is part of my CB therapy. It’s one sided, it’s biased, it’s self pitying, it’s my mind and nothing else. If you happen to know me and happen to know anyone I allude to, then take it with a horse bag of salt. There’s so much left unsaid and so much probably overstated. That’s the nature of externalisation based writing therapy.

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8 Life lessons from a not quite 40 year old recovering mess

If you have followed this blog for any period of time, you’ll know about my depression and issues. You’ll also know that I tend to be on and writing here when I am in my darkness. I wrote this on another blog today, one where I am far more positive on a regualr basis. I think I need to put it here as well, because sometimes it is failing to heed the content of these lessons that cause the shadows …

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