Another wet and grey morning here in my little part of the UK. That said, I’ve never really understood this impression that the UK is like this the majority of the time. Does it rain? Yes, is it grey and overcast a lot during the three winter months we have? Yeah, but it’s not as bad as it’s made out. We also get a lot of bright and cold days in those months. We also have summers that’s are baking! For me it’s a rough with the smooth sorta thing, but even then rough isn’t necessarily bad in this case. We need the rain to fill reservoirs. We need it at other times of the year for crops and I’m sure there’s a hell of a lot of other things we need the tears of the clouds to help us live.

The most annoying thing I find about the weather is the people who have to comment on it like rain is the most surprising part of their day. Yeah, rain, in the winter…..never………..

Anyway, onto the writing, or lack of. A touch of fatigue hit me yesterday afternoon and I ended up crashing out for a few hours and managed ti catch up on some much needed sleep that I’d lost over the last week. So aside from some words I typed up during my break, nada words yesterday. I’m not expecting to get many wrangled today as I have a whole day shift, and then this evening will be spent getting a few bits ready for the weekend. So a few words during my break and that’ll likely be it.

I have struggled a lot to write over the last few months, maybe longer to be honest, but the thoughts are still coming, both on new and ongoing projects. And not for nothing I’ve been focussing on a lot of elements in life that aren’t writing related. Some things that crop up and naturally take precedence but also some parts where it’s part of a long term process. One of those things is my mental health. Last year I had intensive Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) and it was life changing. I learnt a lot about myself and how to change my way of thinking and approaching things. I was lucky that I got a therapist who I clicked with, I’m pretty sure we’d have been friends if we’d met outside of that therapy, and I had a lot of jumps forward during that time. Now, nearly a year after those sessions started I’ve been lowering my does of Sertraline (working with my GP surgery’s pharmacist), and last night I took my last 50mg tablet. Over the next few weeks and months I’ll see how I settle and if I need to go back on medication, no problem, but I’m feeling good. So let’s see.

Right, time to haul-arse into work. long till session today…….but hopefully it’ll be busy.