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To Those in the Know
Dec. 2nd, 2007 11:51 amLast night, Deirdre made me eat green beans to prove how much I love Spectre. And I did it, thank you very much. Have you ever seen a dead man turn as green as a bean? Well...Deirdre took pictures. Isn't she kind?
And then I had a panic attack in the shower. No particular reason, I just did. So I rang Abby. And she made me talk to another doctor who diagnosed me over the phone. Ah, the life of a rock star's entourage. Apparently I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Which I suppose is not all that surprising. Except, I'm sure it's the first case of it ever occurring in the dead... Anyway...now I know what it is. And I can deal with it. I will be okay, because there's just no other option. Being here and talking to you all even though I want to crawl in a hole and never come out...that's part of making myself okay.
I'll be here with my Spectre for a little while yet. Then I'll come home to London and try to help with the thing I'm actually supposed to be here for. Inconvenient real 'life'. And of course, to snuggle with my Mumsie when no one else is around to call me a pansy for doing it. Well...except Mums. But she says 'Pansy' with love.
And uhm...if I disappointed anyone...I'm sorry. I disappointed myself too.
Oh, and Peter and Aly? Happy anniversary. And happy birthday, Aly. You're gorgeous.
And then I had a panic attack in the shower. No particular reason, I just did. So I rang Abby. And she made me talk to another doctor who diagnosed me over the phone. Ah, the life of a rock star's entourage. Apparently I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Which I suppose is not all that surprising. Except, I'm sure it's the first case of it ever occurring in the dead... Anyway...now I know what it is. And I can deal with it. I will be okay, because there's just no other option. Being here and talking to you all even though I want to crawl in a hole and never come out...that's part of making myself okay.
I'll be here with my Spectre for a little while yet. Then I'll come home to London and try to help with the thing I'm actually supposed to be here for. Inconvenient real 'life'. And of course, to snuggle with my Mumsie when no one else is around to call me a pansy for doing it. Well...except Mums. But she says 'Pansy' with love.
And uhm...if I disappointed anyone...I'm sorry. I disappointed myself too.
Oh, and Peter and Aly? Happy anniversary. And happy birthday, Aly. You're gorgeous.
