So with my breakdown fading away into Christm Festivus Festuvial Winter Summer Solstice* cheer.
Why not look back at the achievements of depression awareness in the month-formerly-known as November.
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While the moustache gradually became less annoying, it has since departed.
I received awards at the new workplace for longest mo and most retro mo (and non-medal for best newcomer, edging out the new sporty British lass…)
Also gone have been attempts to grow out my hair again… and hooray I recognise my face in the mirror again.
Thanks to Greg Laden who has been linking to me several times the past few months, often just as I decide to run and hide and wish the world would just stop. There was someone else I was meant to thank. But I’ve forgotten now.
Hopefully some of you who came to take a quick gander saw enough to come and check up again, and won’t be dissapointed.