Greetings all. I've escaped to the seaside. Salty air, brisk winds and shriek of the seagulls. How reassuring that all is. That world was part of my life for so long.
Since Monday I have been revisiting old haunts, catching up with friends, soaking in the sea air and reminding myself I needed to take that time away from work.
Back in mid May I was overwhelmed, harassed, bullied, criticised and undermined. Almost defeated. But my long journey through the darkness of mental illness has given me a resilience many admire. Admire and respect. I think they now realise quite how important I was. Yes things did not go well without me. Yet the show must go on.
Tomorrow I will catch the train home. Payday and a wedding await on Friday. I don't find social events easy these days but I will be amongst friends. And besides weddings are not about me.
Next week brings Borough Market on Wednesday and I turn 56 on the Saturday. Yes Bernie Rosen, your predictions in 1994 were wildly wrong.
On 2nd September I hold court with the great and the good. The really important people. And I will shine.
Nearly 15 years after my first post on my Voices Did My Head In blog I'm still here, still writing, still speaking out and challenging the failing status quo.
I Heard a Voice.
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