The older I get the more inclined I am to see the past in a new light. It’s rather like seeing all the things that have happened to me so far as being happenings on a long, bright summer’s day with no night. Well, perhaps just a little night. It’s fair to say that I […]
Tag: mental-health
Medical Scans or ‘How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Health System’
I’ve spoken briefly about my health and the health system, but I haven’t spoken about being made redundant by AUT. Redundancy is a shitty process, but AUT still managed to make it about as bad as it could possibly have been. Not just for me but for all of those made redundant. Hundreds of us. […]
Work
Thanks to the shambles that accompanied the mass redundancies at my most recent workplace it’s been difficult – nigh impossible – for me to get a job. Not actually because of the redundancy but because of the psychological damage that redundancy does. It took me at least a year to recover and my sense of […]
Te Wānanga o Aotearoa
Again, thanks to Cushla who started the process, I did as I was told, mindlessly followed her lead because she’s clever and she does things that are good and right, and she doesn’t mind including me. Followed her to do what? In this case it was returning to study, but not as I might have […]
Self-harm or Self-care?
As I have already indicated, I’m not very good at self-care, but over the years I have proved to be exceedingly good at self-harm, whether emotional, psychological, spiritual, or physical. It might sound a tad silly, but one of the challenges when it comes to my engaging in productive self-care is that I’ve never been […]
Weaponise Difference
Add this to the litany of reasons I am excluded from any governance roles, the latest: I’m a Matheson. Seems there’s a limit, a maximum, to the number of Matheson’s you can have at any one time in any one organisation. Remember – it’s important – management is doing things right, leadership is doing the […]
Pink Shirt Day
In a few hours it’s Pink Shirt Day, the day where all those who participate commit themselves to standing strong and eliminating bullying. I really like the concept, but the reality is something quite other. Wherever I see evidence of bullying or hear of it I confront it. It’s not easy, but there it is. […]
The metaphorical library of the mind
Rāhui (Lockdown) Day (I need to check, I’ve lost count. Checked it’s Day 38 (40): a few good days, and a few crappy ones. It feels already like today will be one of the latter and the black dog is definitely sniffing at the door; it may already be in the room. As quite often […]
Self-harm or Self-care?
TRIGGER WARNING: suicide and self-harm As I have already indicated in earlier posts, I’m not very good at self-care, but over the years I have proved to be exceedingly good at self-harm, whether emotional, psychological, spiritual, or physical. It might sound a tad silly, but one of the challenges when it comes to my engaging […]
Lockdown: Rāhui Day 26
Rāhui Day 26 (28): Had difficulty connecting the comms apps on my Methuselah autographed work laptop and a replacement was organised within no time. Not delivered yet – couriers are swamped. A loose-endsie sort of day during which I slowly crumpled under ‘flu-like symptoms, outcome of the jab I guess. Finished a lot of tasks […]
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