The Observations and Obsessions of a Superego's Sidekick

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Valentines and Pianos

I started my blogs on my depression, not to dwell on the misery of being in the depths of this horrible soul sucking place,  but to find a way out.  To try and find the positives and focus on them instead.  The suicidal thoughts that drove me to my doctor, terrified me, not so much the thoughts of the world being a better place without me, but the casualness and ease in which they entered my head, and of how these thoughts could overwhelm me and become all consuming.

The antidepressant side effects are still there, some are easing and some are showing no signs of abating, but I’ve found two positives to being on them.  One, Twin Peaks reruns are starting to make a whole lot of sense, and two my favourite piano piece ‘Moonlight Sonata’ has taken on a calmer more sedate feel, more like how the piece show feel, probably a result of the sluggishness, but the result being, my mind calms as I play and I get lost in the music and the beautiful simplicity of the piece.   I had to give up my lessons because of financial restraints and it sadly came at a time when staying with them would have been a godsend for me.


Valentines Day has just passed and anyone close to me, knows I’m not a fan, but that’s not always been the case.  As a young woman, Valentines Day spoke to the romantic in me, and I still have a romantic side, it’s just well hidden and out of practice.  The cards and flowers I longed for, the secret admirers, the power of young emotions.  Perhaps Valentines Day is for young lovers and certainly as I’ve aged I’ve become a little cynical of the day, but I think the truth of my apathy are of a more personal nature.  For one day the world is in love, and it passes me by.

This year however I got two Valentines, one from an old boyfriend/old friend from my teens, someone I recently reconnected with through Facebook and the other from my friend and Piano teacher, and asking me to return to my lessons, free of charge, just to keep my spirits up.  Maybe they’re not declarations of undying love, but the love and kindness of friends will do just as well.  And for the first time in so long my tears weren’t of overwhelming sadness.


Hello Is There Anyone Out There

We all have dreams, but then life happens and it has an uncanny knack of getting in the way. Responsibilities, deadlines, grief, and on and on. I’ve had a dream to write for as long as I can remember, but how and where to start. I couldn’t even write an interesting letter. I would get an interesting idea and pace around the garden and the thoughts and words would flow. And in a flurry of excitement I would race in and sit down to start typing and it was all gone or worse when I started typing it sounded wooden and forced.

Inspiration is the key, when you’re fired up and the passion is running, anything is possible. But my greatest inspiration came from outside of me. A dream shared in a chat with a friend led to encouragement, then nagging (in the nicest possible way), then this is where to go to get started. I figured if I didn’t just dive in, the next step was that I’d be dragged kicking and screaming to my computer. My greatest fan, my only fan, but how wonderful to have even one.

Moliere wrote:

“Writing is like prostitution, first you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.”

Woohoo, money, what a thought money for writing.

When fear grips and paralyses you it is so comforting to have the belief, confidence in and encouragement of even one person. Thanks to the greatest Superego on the planet, I couldn’t have done this without you, well I probably could of but it’s been so much more fun this way.

Someone pretty cool, once wrote:

“Oh what a terrible beauty is born.”

And I think maybe some other fellow named Yeats may have mentioned it also.

A dream begun!!!

Yep this is scary, but I never thought scary could be such a wonderful feeling. Here’s to many more frights.