BIG BROTHER

Last night I talked to my brother Steven on the phone. He’s so much like my dad it’s scary, the main difference being that he is a big softy when it comes to his children & they adore him for it. I was telling him about my bipolar & relaying the symptoms to which he exclaimed “we all feel like that at times” & “It’s all in your head” – so very comforting. It was interesting to hear that he could relate to everything I was saying except for the suicidal thoughts, and that he has days where he practically talks to no one – not a single word. His recommendation to me was to drink more alcohol! A fat lot of good that’s done our family in the past. He wants me to go stay at his holiday unit at Tweed Heads to have a “rest”, a kind thought but not what I need at the moment. If I'm going anywhere it would be down to Tasmania. It was good to talk to him though, such a lovable chap my brother Steven – always has been.

Well it’s been a week since my attempt to return to work & I’m still not back to feeling as good as I did just prior but I’m getting there. The energy levels are slowly returning & the skin’s clearing up again - like any event that is overly emotional it takes its toll on your body.