Woo hoo....I am loved after all. Thank you SC, Jason, Shelly.
As usual my life has been..well...complicated recently. I gave up my job in August on a whim, because my boozing and depression were getting out of hand. I then lived with my mother for a month, drying out, but not really sorting myself out. Then out of the blue I got a contract in London (a place I love), which really kick-started my life again. I was getting paid obscene amounts to do a job a monkey could do, and once again - luck laid it's fair hand upon me and presented a disgusting beautiful woman into my lap. That only lasted a month or so, a mutual split because we became very close and I was about to start a new contract 300 miles away, but we had great fun. (Of course, there was the obligatory drama - she got pregnant, abortion..). For the last few months I've been working near Cambridge, in another obsenely paid job that a monkey could do.....and there you have it. Still have a lot of shit to deal with...the divorce papers have come through and the ex is demanding all kinds of stuff...and I'm still prone to the occassional panic attack, but I do feel much more optimistic, no DR or DP, and so far resisting the urge to self-destruct and drink my way to self-pity- but still being able to enjoy myself....go out, play footy. I'm kinda of coming to realise that I've been given the cards to lead a charmed life, but I've just never dealt myself the right hand consistently.....always forgetting to take the joker out of the pack. I'm trying to put that right.
And if I, Mr Weak Willed, can do it...then there is hope for you all.