This week has seen Mental Health Day being celebrated. I held an honorary march through my local town with my underpants on my head. It did get a little chilly as we have I entered into autumn (he says that as if it ever went away).
The next thing that has come up is National Curry Day. I suppose that will involve getting steamingly-drunk on Friday night and dropping my face into a bowlful of Vindaloo.
Monday, shall see me celebrating an International Putting The Bins Out Day. I have a feeling that this time my neighbours will not politely refuse my generous invitation to participate.
All of this is original. Nothing has been recycled.
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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing.
How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on?
The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life.
Happy reading and I hope it helps.
There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.
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