Disclaimers of Boredom
Felt it was about time I got one of these done, what with more people finding their way here.
If you’ve read any of this blog so far, even if you are a dead amoeba, you will know this but nevertheless: I AM NOT A MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONAL. I CANNOT OFFER PSYCHOLOGICAL OR PSYCHIATRIC ADVICE. Well, wasn’t that a revelation?
Seriously, if you are in psychological or emotional distress, and are in danger, talk to someone. If you cannot talk to a friend or family member, contact the Samaritans on 08457 909 909 (or the equivalent in your country).
If you feel that any suicidal action is imminent, call 999 for an ambulance or get a taxi to your nearest accident and emergency.
If you’re in despair but your situation is not this urgent, please see your GP and enquire about a referral to a therapist and/or psychiatrist.
Now, that’s enough patronising on that subject, let’s try the legal bit.
All people on this blog are anonymised. If you see someone you think is you, it ain’t. No, honestly C, it’s really not about you. It’s another C. Or I’m not who you think I am. Um…
Seriously. I’ve made every effort to anonymise people, and a lot of what I write (especially dialogue) is paraphrased. Given how many people use the internet, and given the very small number of people that are actually involved in my life, if you see someone who sounds like you it really probably isn’t. If you have a reasonable and honestly-held view that it is you, and you have an objection to same, please contact me.
Even though this is an anonymous blog, I cannot bear you plagiarising my shit. So any quoting of what’s here must be attributed to me, and under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act of 1988, I retain all copyright to anything and everything that is written here. I really do quite like all the time and effort I’ve put into writing this blog and wouldn’t like some unnice person to take it away from me, now would I?
I welcome comments, even critical ones as long as they are constructively so. However, any personal attacks on me, those discussed in my writing or other commentators won’t be tolerated. I’d like to say I’ll come round to your house and throw a tub of lard at you, but since in all probability I won’t know where you live, that is not a likely option. Therefore, such remarks will be removed, and their author(s) will be blocked. But I know we are all going to play nice, aren’t we boys and girls?
Erm…in short, if it’s good, I did it, if not – move along, nothing to see here.