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I nearly said it last time these were mentioned, and dammit I will say it now; these look like something out of an Aphex Twin video....

I’ve had a mixed bag of a week; back to clinical work after my secondment where I feel like a complete fish out of water, my ‘homework’ for counselling of writing about my assault was about the most difficult, painful thing I’ve done in a long while, (as in, taking a day to write a sentence and feeling sick about

Thank you. It was better than the original post!

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Holy rollers! I’d like their defence to be “God told us to; prove otherwise” and watch lawyers and theologians tie themselves and other in philosophical knots

Very best wishes for the 11th (and no human can be worse at karaoke than me!)

I woke up to a pleasant surprise early this week, that I’ve been waiting to share; I believe I am out of the greys! Thank you to whoever it is at Jezebel who had the faith in me to do this, I promise I'll repay it with quality posts and be as positive member of the community as I am able.

Oh boy, does the building i inhabited as a student nurse count? The rent was amazing even for '92; £40 a month and 45 people in a building built for 60 sounds ok, but sharing 3 kitchens, 5 baths, 2 showers and 6 toilets? Oh, and 3 washing machines which were shared with 2 other buildings. The mystery stains on the

Thank you.I finished my session a few hours ago and it was intense, to the point I think I'm going to have trouble sleeping tonight. Our next meeting has been scheduled for sooner rather than later and I feel comfortable talking her, evidenced by what I unburdened myself of today.

Not long ago I called the switchboard, who told me they’ve not had to put any calls through. We double checked the number as well!

I’m part way through my last on-call weekend and I haven’t been rung yet, which is making me worry there’s a problem with my phone! I have my second counselling appointment this week, and I hope I feel comfortable enough to open up; I spent some of the last session describing how I’ve developed different ways of

Sending a hug your way

Category A too; if work starts at 0730 then as far as I’m concerned, you’re here ready to get busy at 0730. However, for the last 7 months I’ve been working with a few people for whom a 9am start means they’re pulling into the hospital at 9, then get a coffee and then eat breakfast. They’ll also answer their phones in

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Happy Thanksgiving American Jezzies, hope everyone can find at least a little bit of happiness in what’s a very trying time.

Thank you; it’s mainly about not being pushed into working long shifts which can take me a whole day off to get over, and not expecting me to run around like the RNs half my age can and if I need it, allow me 10 minutes alone to clear my head. 

It’s a shame I live in the UK, because I would give Decima a home right now 

Anyone else had one of those moments when you genuinely don't know whether to be happy or sad about something (and I'm sure that's a yes)? I got my latest Occupational Health letter this week which said between my depression, PTSD, pacemaker and a couple of other things, a tribunal would likely consider me as

There's a lot of texts i wish I'd sent, but didn't if that counts

Who doesn’t!!

I spend our team meetings not volunteering for anything and counting the on-calls until my secondment ends...