After writing the last post in the library, I got the first bus that I could most of the way home and as usual, after getting off the bus I walked with my thumb out. One of my neighbours was good enough to pick me up and bring me about seven or eight miles home.
When I got in I found a letter telling me that I have an appointment to see a doctor tomorrow. This doctor specialises in the link between alcoholism and depression and as I have suffered from both for many years but the connection between the two has never been acknowledged or recognised, this could be very interesting.
It is surprising, on looking back at the times that life got bad, how I appear to have dealt with it. I got pissed, guttered, drunk, whatever so perhaps there is something in this.
I'll keep you posted.
When I got in I found a letter telling me that I have an appointment to see a doctor tomorrow. This doctor specialises in the link between alcoholism and depression and as I have suffered from both for many years but the connection between the two has never been acknowledged or recognised, this could be very interesting.
It is surprising, on looking back at the times that life got bad, how I appear to have dealt with it. I got pissed, guttered, drunk, whatever so perhaps there is something in this.
I'll keep you posted.
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