It's with a certain amount of relief that I can reliably inform you that the title for this entry is not true.

Sure, I'm 'mentally interesting', just not completely barking mad.

Well, at least not according to my therapist, the lovely Helen.

After our first session, she reassured me that what I was going through was a perfectly natural reaction for someone who had just been through an incredibly intense three year period.

As someone who has depression, suicidal ideation (and unsuccessful attempts) and other assorted mental instabilities in her immediate family history, this was enormously relieving.

In fact, when she described her impression of me as someone who was physically, emotionally and mentally depleted, it was as if someone had just revealed a great truth to me. (Good diagnosis, Dr Reg!)

Sure, there is some past weirdness that we need to work through so that I can approach the next lot of challenges life throws at me without exhausting myself quite so much, but we have clear goals to work towards and she feels like they are absolutely achievable.

She has faith, I have faith (Am I going to get better? Of course I am, because I FUCKING SAID SO!) and with a combination of chemistry, therapy and alternative healing techniques like massage and naturopathy, I'll be back to my regular crazed self in no time.

In the meantime, ensure your safety harness is buckled and please keep all body parts inside the carriage. It's going to be an interesting ride.

Note to self: after all the disclosure agreements Helen made you sign, wear an 'I'm blogging this' t-shirt to your next session. That'll startle her.