I'm not dead.
I've gotten a lot of friendly notes from family and friends all over wondering where all the postings have gone, and why I have been so internet-quiet lately. I'll attempt something of an explanation.
A bunch of years ago I was diagnosed as manic-depressive. Which I ignored because my psychiatrist was a jerk and a moron. At the time I actually had borderline personality disorder. I've evened out over the last few years, but I fear that at last my idiot ex-psychiatrist's diagnosis is actually correct now. I'm a type 2 bi-polar. I don't get seriously manic, but just hypomanic.
When I'm hypomanic, I post like crazy and design t-shirts and accomplish things like crazy (so to speak). When I'm depressed, I sleep.
It has been raining, with gale-force wind for the last month. It is dark when I leave for work and dark when I go home. My house is British, and therefore poorly-insulated and terrifyingly expensive to heat. So I'm cold and tired and depressed. Over Christmas and my birthday, I was assaulted by the fact that I have no friends in this country outside of my husband and my guinea pigs.
So it's been hard to come up with anything to post that doesn't just make me want to step in front of a bus even more than I already do. So please excuse my lack of posting. Maybe it'll get better if the weather here ever improves or if the people here ever stop being so rude and unpleasant.
Alana
