I think things are turning around. Where have we heard that before? Not much has changed on the face of things. I still wake to intrusive and unpleasant thoughts, and what a joy that is. I’m still fragile – everything set’s me off. But there’s been a disturbance in the force, and it’s good. I hate telling people things are starting to improve. I get … Continue reading Staggering back to normal – a depression joint.