Apologies, Pills and Plans of Escape...

Hullo.

Apologies
I am very rude and selfish. Apologies for my lack of comment replies to the lovely people who even read my blog, and always welcome me back when I go missing.
Things are a lookin' up and I'm feeling much better than I have done over the past few months, therefore I expect normal, polite Kirsty blogging has been resumed.
Again, apologies - am I forgiven?!

Pills
About two weeks ago the doc gave me some pills to eradicate the moodiness within me. I've tried a few before, but they tend to make my brain itch and I never keep them up for long.
Anyways, these pills are known as off-label, which means they're made to treat one condition and by chance are found to help other ones.
I lasted a week.
After taking them for three days I realised I was having trouble thinking clearly - I felt dopey, and slow. On day four I forgot my mums telephone number. On day five I (belatedly) decided to look up the side effects and found that these pills the doctor (who knows I'm a writer) gave me caused significant slowing of cognitive functioning - with the most prevalent manifestation being an inability to 'find the right word'!!
Not so good when you're trying to write a book eh?
So I stopped pronto, and as the fog lifted I realised that I should stop feeling sorry for myself - I have my mind!

Plans of Escape

So I'm going away on Wednesday, (hopefully for about three months) to a little fishing village on a Greek island in the middle of the Aegean Sea!
E's mum has kindly let us stay at her house (which, by the way, is on the beach!) so that I can write and he can paint for the whole summer.
E's already over there and says it's the perfect place to be creative. My aim is to finish the first draft of my novel, clear my head and eat plump, juicy olives to my hearts content. Are you very jealous?
I'll still be blogging over there as Patitiri (the village next to us) has free WiFi and a man has given us a little boat so that we can sail over there in ten minutes.
Yey!

Before I go I want to wish a huge congratulations to the lovely Roland and his Tina on the birth of their adorable little boy Martin.

I'm off now to update my ipod...

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I'm back.
I've been busy having a quarter life crisis, and rather than post about it (which in retrospect would probably have been quite cathartic), I've hidden away eating hula hoops and watching crap telly.
It might be something to do with the fact I've just finished my degree and have got post student blues, it could be that I've hit the 7 year itch with E, it could be that I've put weight on and am not doing anything about it, or it could be that for the past 10 years I've been taking medication for Bipolar, which I recently stopped.
Having bipolar is something I haven't wanted to post about. It doesn't define me as a person, and I don't want to be one of those bloggers who thinks anyone would be interested in my strange ups and downs. It is worth mentioning, however as a way of explaining my sporadic absences from society.
Coming off medication was a big deal for me, and for a while I've coped brilliantly, but I think now's the time to acknowledge that my bipolar is something which can't be cured, and if I want to have any semblance of a normal life - I have to medicate.
I'll be doing another post after this one, so hopefully it'll get lost - it's just something I wanted to say!