annwfyn: (Sally - chibi)
So, today I found myself in a conversation with someone about the crazy* and I mentioned my list of stuff that had worked for me, but said, of course, I offered no guarantees and it really might not work for others. He thanked me for the advice and then thanked me again for the disclaimer. Apparently it made a refreshing change from the advice he'd got elsewhere which tended to come with a side dose of 'this will work'.

And it got me thinking. See, my last list was the list of stuff that worked for me. It might not work for you. But maybe some of the many many suggestions I have received over the years which really didn't work for me. And some may just make you laugh because they are bloody awful. So, without further ado, please read my second list, my companion list, my list of sanity CV failure.

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annwfyn: (Mood - post-manic comedown)
So, recently I wrote a piece on social media for #timetotalk2017, in which I talked about my mental health, and mostly ended up talking about recovery. A couple of people were terribly nice and said they were impressed by the extent to which I seemed in control, and how far I’d come.

And, after wobbling for a day or so about how I don’t feel impressive at all, I decided maybe it would be helpful if I wrote up the stuff I’d done to keep myself sane. This has all come from conversations with Jez, with my psychiatrist, and my CPN, and is written up in various forms as a care plan, and a keeping well plan. My psychiatrist has also said nice things about my methods, so I figure they aren’t totally random and arbitrary.

Of course, this is a plan that works for me, and my particular brand of crazy. I don’t promise it will work for everyone, or will even work for me all the time. And most of this is stuff you may already have thought of. I’m not setting myself up as a font of all wisdom. But I figured the top ten things that have kept me upright and walking around might be worth writing down.

So, here they are.

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annwfyn: (Misc - journey)
This is a follow on from a conversation on someone else’s FB and my finding the CV of Failure that a Princeton professor wrote a while ago online again.

Today I have been thinking about the failures that at one point felt soul destroying. But which, with time, I’ve come to realize were the best things that could have happened to me. There are many, but for simplicity, I list the top three here for you.

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annwfyn: (Mood - winter melancholy)
~sighs~

Driving home last night I realized that in my current glasses, I can't actually read the license plate of the car in front of me.

This is not good. I need an eye test and I need new glasses. And god, this is going to be expensive...
annwfyn: (mood - emo)
Ok. That's one set of tests for a temp agency thoroughly screwed up. Also, I just fell off the sofa because it was rocking so badly to my labyrinthitis raddled senses. I do not need this right now.

Meh

Jul. 25th, 2011 10:03 am
annwfyn: (mood - emo)
So, 2 am this morning, stumbling downstairs to get something I'd forgotten before going to bed, I trip, and slide all the way down the stairs, crashing into the umbrella full of swords at the bottom of the stairs in an almighty clatter.

I really ache this morning.
annwfyn: (Mood - fox curled up)
I am not well.

I have a stinking head cold.

This is not fun.

This weekend will, I think, be a weekend of soup and orange juice, with liberal quantities of chocolate.

EDIT: and having just read this I now realize that I am being utterly pathetic about not wanting to go to work with a cold and that my job has surprisingly little social value. Oh goodness, this stuff is amazing.
annwfyn: (Mood - fox curled up)
I am not well.

I have a stinking head cold.

This is not fun.

This weekend will, I think, be a weekend of soup and orange juice, with liberal quantities of chocolate.

EDIT: and having just read this I now realize that I am being utterly pathetic about not wanting to go to work with a cold and that my job has surprisingly little social value. Oh goodness, this stuff is amazing.
annwfyn: (Sally - chibi)
God, I'm aching today. Last night, whilst coming home from work, I slipped on the top step of the bus and slid from the top floor to the bottom floor. It was quite scary, actually. I couldn't get up for a moment afterwards - winded and in shock, I think - and I was really shaky when I did get up. I'm OK now, although I ache more than I thought possible - my hip, my arm and my ribs are just solid swollen masses of bruise.

In good news, the earache has subsided a bit, but I am feeling remarkably delicate.

In other news, I re-activated my WoW account last night so my lvl 62 (shhhh...yes...I know it's shameful) rogue could go and help [profile] pierot level a dwarf. We both remembered why we rarely do this. It was kind of comic listening to us in the front room.

"No...no....Sally....not there...here...I'm DYING!"

"Oh. Yes. Sorry. Where are you again? Hang on. Sorry. Got distracted. Which nagah?"

"THE ONE KILLING ME?"

"Which one is that again?"

I truly am the worst computer gamer in history. I did collect some cursed tokens in Outlands for a very focused military type man. It seemed like an inoffensive thing to do, although I've had my concerns about questgivers ever since the 'I'm just a poor old man living by a graveyard who wants some...sewing supplies. For my zombie. Did I say zombie? I meant socks...' incident. You can never trust those types.

And as a note, is it horribly telling that the Americans blow up stuff to celebrate gaining their independence, freedom, a constitution etc and we blow up stuff to celebrate the religious persecution of Catholics? It's something that worries me every year.
annwfyn: (Sally - chibi)
God, I'm aching today. Last night, whilst coming home from work, I slipped on the top step of the bus and slid from the top floor to the bottom floor. It was quite scary, actually. I couldn't get up for a moment afterwards - winded and in shock, I think - and I was really shaky when I did get up. I'm OK now, although I ache more than I thought possible - my hip, my arm and my ribs are just solid swollen masses of bruise.

In good news, the earache has subsided a bit, but I am feeling remarkably delicate.

In other news, I re-activated my WoW account last night so my lvl 62 (shhhh...yes...I know it's shameful) rogue could go and help [profile] pierot level a dwarf. We both remembered why we rarely do this. It was kind of comic listening to us in the front room.

"No...no....Sally....not there...here...I'm DYING!"

"Oh. Yes. Sorry. Where are you again? Hang on. Sorry. Got distracted. Which nagah?"

"THE ONE KILLING ME?"

"Which one is that again?"

I truly am the worst computer gamer in history. I did collect some cursed tokens in Outlands for a very focused military type man. It seemed like an inoffensive thing to do, although I've had my concerns about questgivers ever since the 'I'm just a poor old man living by a graveyard who wants some...sewing supplies. For my zombie. Did I say zombie? I meant socks...' incident. You can never trust those types.

And as a note, is it horribly telling that the Americans blow up stuff to celebrate gaining their independence, freedom, a constitution etc and we blow up stuff to celebrate the religious persecution of Catholics? It's something that worries me every year.

Hrmmm...

Oct. 16th, 2010 01:09 pm
annwfyn: (Sally - no make up)
So, I've just tried out a new aerobics DVD.

It's called 'Strip Tease Your Way To Fitness'* by Carmen Electra.

I'm not sure it actually counted as a 'strip tease'. For example, I know I spent about ten minutes there doing pliés. You know, those basic ballet moves. And I totally appreciate that Carmen Electra was doing pliés in a lot of make up, and whilst wiggling her shoulders a lot, but they were still pliés. I'm also not convinced that it counts as 'strip tease' to wiggle your ass whilst doing basic yoga moves like 'sun salutation'.

I think I miss the nice yoga workout on my Wii Fit.


*In my defense, it was very cheap, and was just there in Tesco.

Hrmmm...

Oct. 16th, 2010 01:09 pm
annwfyn: (Sally - no make up)
So, I've just tried out a new aerobics DVD.

It's called 'Strip Tease Your Way To Fitness'* by Carmen Electra.

I'm not sure it actually counted as a 'strip tease'. For example, I know I spent about ten minutes there doing pliés. You know, those basic ballet moves. And I totally appreciate that Carmen Electra was doing pliés in a lot of make up, and whilst wiggling her shoulders a lot, but they were still pliés. I'm also not convinced that it counts as 'strip tease' to wiggle your ass whilst doing basic yoga moves like 'sun salutation'.

I think I miss the nice yoga workout on my Wii Fit.


*In my defense, it was very cheap, and was just there in Tesco.
annwfyn: (tarot-trapped)
As ever, doing a stupidly long day yesterday on no sleep has left me feeling really unwell today. my ears are hurting (which they do all the time at the moment) and my chest is rattling. I really do feel quite rough.

However, I don't think that staying off sick is an option at the moment.

My goal is to have a bath, head into work, and see if I can scrape through today. This week, in general, is proving extremely painful. At this rate I may end up in too much of a state to make the Essex/Kent games.

UPDATE: OK. Had a bath. Fell out of bath. Just e mailed work and said I'd be in late. Shit. Shit. Shit. I need to be in work today. I've got too much to not do. Why does my stupid balance system have to totally fall over today.
annwfyn: (tarot-trapped)
As ever, doing a stupidly long day yesterday on no sleep has left me feeling really unwell today. my ears are hurting (which they do all the time at the moment) and my chest is rattling. I really do feel quite rough.

However, I don't think that staying off sick is an option at the moment.

My goal is to have a bath, head into work, and see if I can scrape through today. This week, in general, is proving extremely painful. At this rate I may end up in too much of a state to make the Essex/Kent games.

UPDATE: OK. Had a bath. Fell out of bath. Just e mailed work and said I'd be in late. Shit. Shit. Shit. I need to be in work today. I've got too much to not do. Why does my stupid balance system have to totally fall over today.
annwfyn: (mood - help me)
So, I'm off work today, due to a bad case of Extreme Deadness.

By this, I mean I came down with the most horrific migraine last night. I've never felt that rough. I couldn't sleep, because the bed felt like it was rocking, my head was pounding and I felt nauseous. In the end, I took a load of [profile] pierot's prescription migraine killer meds (I know! I know! I shouldn't!) and crawled off to bed at 1 am when my hands and feet went numb.

As a result, I'm now spending today curled up on the sofa.

Whilst I'm here, I'm pondering various things. One of them is the amount of appreciation that most storytellers get, or don't get. Most STs, larp STs in particular, put a stupid amount of work, creativity, thought and time into running these games, which we all do love or we wouldn't spend so much time playing them. Yet 90% of the time, the players who are happy with a game just bimble along, sometimes writing bad fic, and chatting amongst themselves, and the only people who take the time and effort to e mail an ST are the ones who have issues and problems or want to tell the ST why they have got it WRONG WRONG WRONG.

Now, this doesn't seem very fair to me. Therefore, after some conversation with [profile] mistress_fran, we have decided that this Thursday shall be



What we would like is for everyone to find the time, on Thursday, to say something nice to an ST. Send them an e mail telling them that you liked their game. Post up an entry in your LJ about the lovely things that STs do. Bake them a cake, or send them some cookies. Say something nice to an ST.

I shall certainly try and do so.

And in advance, I'd just like to say 'thank you' to every single LARP ST I have played under over the last thirteen years. You've all enriched my life an immeasurable amount and I love the amazing worlds, stories and experiences you've all shared with me.

Thank you.
annwfyn: (mood - help me)
So, I'm off work today, due to a bad case of Extreme Deadness.

By this, I mean I came down with the most horrific migraine last night. I've never felt that rough. I couldn't sleep, because the bed felt like it was rocking, my head was pounding and I felt nauseous. In the end, I took a load of [profile] pierot's prescription migraine killer meds (I know! I know! I shouldn't!) and crawled off to bed at 1 am when my hands and feet went numb.

As a result, I'm now spending today curled up on the sofa.

Whilst I'm here, I'm pondering various things. One of them is the amount of appreciation that most storytellers get, or don't get. Most STs, larp STs in particular, put a stupid amount of work, creativity, thought and time into running these games, which we all do love or we wouldn't spend so much time playing them. Yet 90% of the time, the players who are happy with a game just bimble along, sometimes writing bad fic, and chatting amongst themselves, and the only people who take the time and effort to e mail an ST are the ones who have issues and problems or want to tell the ST why they have got it WRONG WRONG WRONG.

Now, this doesn't seem very fair to me. Therefore, after some conversation with [profile] mistress_fran, we have decided that this Thursday shall be



What we would like is for everyone to find the time, on Thursday, to say something nice to an ST. Send them an e mail telling them that you liked their game. Post up an entry in your LJ about the lovely things that STs do. Bake them a cake, or send them some cookies. Say something nice to an ST.

I shall certainly try and do so.

And in advance, I'd just like to say 'thank you' to every single LARP ST I have played under over the last thirteen years. You've all enriched my life an immeasurable amount and I love the amazing worlds, stories and experiences you've all shared with me.

Thank you.
annwfyn: (Mood - pottering hedgehog)
Back in work, on the drugs, and mostly feeling OK, although I've been told that if I start to fade in the afternoon I should go home early.

So far, however, I've actually been already. I'm slightly woozy, and getting in to work was a bit more tiring than normal, but as all I've done is sit at my computer and go through my e mails, I'm actually generally OK.

So far today, Sally: 1, Labyrinthitis: 0.
annwfyn: (Mood - pottering hedgehog)
Back in work, on the drugs, and mostly feeling OK, although I've been told that if I start to fade in the afternoon I should go home early.

So far, however, I've actually been already. I'm slightly woozy, and getting in to work was a bit more tiring than normal, but as all I've done is sit at my computer and go through my e mails, I'm actually generally OK.

So far today, Sally: 1, Labyrinthitis: 0.

Argh!

Oct. 29th, 2009 08:35 am
annwfyn: (Mood - Sally fits)
I want to go into work today. I really really do. I got up at 8 am, all ready and willing and able.

*sighs*

And the process of going downstairs, feeding the cats, and making myself breakfast has left me giddy and nauseous. It feels as if the room is literally spinning around me. I'm wondering whether there's any point in setting off for the train station, or if I'm mostly just inflicting unnecessary pain on myself.

Oh, this is just so frustrating.

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