What's been happening you ask?
Well, quite a lot to be honest.
The citalopram started to become slightly less efficacious and I decided that the vertigo was potentially problematic. I have now transitioned onto another drug and that seems to be working fine at the moment. Although the dosage is apparently quite low comparatively.
I was having some real problems at work with stuff and ting. There were no specific problems, but I felt that I needed to step back a bit and consequently I have now received confirmation today that I have been granted a temporary 0.8 contract which basically means that I now will be working 4 days a week instead of 5. It will be reviewed in 12 months time to see how it's going and at that point, I can go back to full time or stay at 0.8 with this development, I feel really confident that I can sort out and cope with the work problems with the black dog in tow.
Another positive thing is that after a number of months I have finally finished the paper for a performance magic journal. It was submitted last night for peer review. The waiting begins now. To be honest, I am fine if it doesn't get published as I managed to get it done. That was a big thing for me as I hadn't done any academic work since my Masters dissertation back in 2008. I wasn't sure if I still had it in me. But it is done now and it has potential according to colleagues.
This might be the next step in my career to be honest. I have been asked in the past to undertake a doctorate and if I can sort out the funding, it might be something that is possible now.
After re-reading what I've just written, it's really interesting that everything is quite positive at the moment. Well... Not exactly everything.
With the referendum result last week, I felt as though I had been set back as I was beginning to dwell on the future and how it will be crap... Turns out that I was pretty much bang on with the thought as the economy is now in the toilet, there are racists emboldened by the result and have come out into the light to spew their hate.
It took a few days to get over this depression and anxiousness but I think that I have been through the 5 stages of grief and now have come out the other side. There are those of my friends that are not quite there yet and may be going in a different direction from mine with direct activism. If that is what it takes, then I am 100% behind them. I don't feel up to it myself, but they are fighting the good fight which makes me feel better that there are those that haven't just rolled over (myself included).
In the end, I can't provide anything other than moral support as I need to take care of myself. Selfish? Possibly, but I don't want to go back to the bad days where my thoughts were particularly dark. I need positivity and remaining angry and grief stricken at (what I consider to be) a ludicrous path to take is not helping that positivity.
So, yeah... That's what's been happening... How're you?
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