I’ve not been very present online today. Not as far as you guys can tell anyway. I’ve been playing Minecraft with K. Hansen. I honestly have no idea why we haven’t been discreetly contacted by an architectural firm wanting us to work for them…
I don’t think we could have made life harder for ourselves, we scouted around the realm looking for the perfect place to start our new colonisation. We passed by many a luscious woodland, some impressive mountains and even the odd swamp (rainforest is still a pain in the arse to find nowadays). But for some reason we settled on the desert… We picked the barren sandy landscape with no edible wildlife, the constant threat of sand suffocating you (in part because of my poor mining technique) and little to be said for it by way of resources.
I think that might well be representative of me though. I have been struggling with depression for about eight years. Just muddling on through day to day life, rarely telling anybody that it’s a strain. But today is the first time I have walked into a medical centre with the intention of speaking to a medical professional about it. I mean the first available appointment wasn’t for another month but my intent was there right?
I won’t complain about the wait because I know the British health service is about to collapse under the strain. But I had really worked myself up to this, I still felt sick making the short walk to the health centre and I had to slow my breathing just so I’d be able to talk to the complete stranger behind the desk, but I was ready for this. I was ready to start fixing… me. I’m a bit disappointed I have to wait a month before I can even start.
It wasn’t as bad as I had imagined asking for the appointment by the way. She didn’t even ask why I wanted to see the doctor, I didn’t have to explain myself to her and that felt great. So I’ll wait patiently and hope that in a month there’ll be a magic cure for depression…
P.S. I’m not claiming the building in the gif as mine, we only started today. We don’t work that fast!