Dave's Progress. Chapter 17: So Here It Is...Again.

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So, Christmas-time is here again and I repeat the same question I asked last year- so here it is, Merry Christmas, every body's havin' fun. Or are they?
Christmas can be a great time for children, but let's face it, by the time you become an adult the novelty has definitely worn off. All that effort buying presents in the packed shopping malls. All those relatives coming round who you don't particularly like. And don't forget, the absolute absence of the original message of Christmas which has been replaced by mindless materialism. The closest we probably get to that is playing John Lennon's "And so this is Christmas, and what have you done?"
Also, it can be one of the most difficult times for those who have experienced mental distress. Our old friends isolation and social exclusion can be felt more acutely at around this time. And for those who aren't isolated, just the damn stress of the whole thing is enough to send you into a relapse.
So, as the big day approaches I would just like to take the opportunity in this short blog to say Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all who know me, and also to those who don't. But particular thanks to klahanie and dcrelief who continue to comment on and read my blog. Have a great Christmas, guys! (and girls!).
That's all for now from your normal, average, paranoid and delusional man.

Comments

klahanie said…
Dear David,
No rant or anything resembling a rant (takes deep breath).
Here's wishing you a wonderful C..C..Christmas and a peaceful, positive 2009.
Warm wishes klahanie aka Gary.
22 December 2008 at 15:37
Dixie@dcrelief said…
Hi David,
I've enjoyed your blogs and look forward to more in 2009. A Good Christmas to you. In peace, dcrelief
23 December 2008 at 12:15
Dixie@dcrelief said…
Hi David,
Forgive me for not thanking you earlier for naming me in your Christmas blog. That was very kind of you.
I've begun reading your archives again and hope to catch up with all of your adventures.
Thank you so much for your brave transparency and willingness to share yourself. It is not always easy, but you make it look so.
New Year wishes from dcrelief
29 December 2008 at 22:30
Dixie@dcrelief said…
Hello David,
I basically came by to make sure you are still breathing. Due to lack of interest next Christmas is being canceled.
Actually I was wondering if there'd been any progress for a chapter 18? If not I can loan you a chapter 27 from a biography I'm doing right now.
Okay, I'll leave quietly.
warm wishes, dixie
9 January 2009 at 21:01
klahanie said…
Greetings David,
Just wanted to thank you for your comment on my latest blog.
Here's looking forward to 'Chapter 18'. All the best.
Warm wishes Gary.
13 January 2009 at 04:59
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