Hi! I’m Clive, I’m 64, been divorced 10 years, live on my own, and have two beautiful grown up daughters who are the centre of my world. I retired in September 2013 from working in the NHS, for a large mental health Trust in London. I am a Man of Kent, exiled for many years in Essex, but am content in my adopted county. I love books, both real and electronic, and listening to music both at home and live – particular favourites are what might be termed folk, rock, Americana and alt-country. I also watch a lot of sport on TV, especially football and cricket, and am a long-time supporter of Dover Athletic, my home town team, and after retirement I became a season-ticket holder at my local team – Leyton Orient. Sadly, I’ve had to give that up, for health reasons, but am hopeful of renewing again at some point.
All very ordinary then, so why am I telling you any of this? This is my first, and so far only, blog. I have had two periods of depression, and returned to work from the second, longer spell in July 2012. I was encouraged by my counsellor to write about my experiences and to share them, both as therapy for me but more importantly in the hope that others will find this helpful, especially if they are fellow sufferers. The fuller version of my story is in three parts, which you will find in the archive for November 2012 or by clicking on ‘My story’ in the menu at the top of the screen.
Looking ahead, I’ll be sharing random thoughts on the joys of retirement, along with anything else that springs to mind.
I hope you find this interesting, helpful and maybe even amusing in places. Please drop in and say hello!
(October 2012, updated November 2012, September 2013/2014/2015/2016/2017)
Apropos of nothing really, but I’ve been asked why and how I choose the titles for my articles.
When I started this blog I posted a three-part story of my depression. I called it The Story of my Illness because that’s what it was. Given the subject, I didn’t feel the need to give it anything other than a straightforward title: I just didn’t think anything else would be appropriate. Unfortunately, two people I thought were friends then mocked the title as being boring and ‘unsexy.’ This abuse was given a sense of irony by the fact that one of them is hypersensitive, but only about herself: she’s heartless towards others and their feelings. I’m terribly sorry if I offended you, ladies, but that’s the reality of it! However, I decided to take a positive from an unpleasant experience and jazz up future posts a bit with what I hoped would be more interesting titles. I settled on using either actual or ‘adapted’ titles from books, plays, films, TV programmes, songs or albums which have some vague or contrived relevance to the subject. I hope you agree this is better, though I doubt if they will ever revisit here to see the improvement I’ve made with their kind assistance!