This is just a bit of a catch-up, really.
If I have ANY regular readers, please let me know. It’s a bit lonely in here, and for someone fighting depression, like my good self, it’s heartening to know that there’s someone out there.
So if there is, please leave a comment or something. That way, when I do take a spiral down (which will happen at some point), I can hold onto the evidence that someone does actually give a shit.
Anyway. Not been too bad recently. The job bumps along. Looks like a colleague is well and truly fucked off (and I can’t really blame him, based on what’s been happening and the changes of circumstances he’s been through recently), and is planning to resign in February. I’ll miss him. His truly (deliberately) awful jokes and puns really did help lighten the mood.
The experiment into dropping my dose of sertraline to 100mg per day seems to be working. Although I’ve got less resistance built in to spirals, I do feel somewhat more in control and a bit more present. So that’s a good thing.
Really do need to start going to the gym again, though. I managed regular visits for nearly a month, but a few days of feeling crap have lead to me not going for something like a fortnight now.
I need to do something about that. The workouts help the brain chemistry and therefore help the depression (and also help with the inevitable weight increases caused by the drugs), so this is something I really do need.
Something I also need to do is get back into writing. I was somewhat (pleasantly) shocked to actually get a few quid from my novella, Wild Caught Are Always Better (available from many good ebook retailers… and probably a few dodgy ones, too – click on the link if you have a Kindle or use Kindle software). It seems to be heading off into cyberpunk, which is interesting, not least for me as I watch it develop as I write it.
Might try and write a couple more paragraphs at least before I go to bed tonight.