hoardinghopes
hoarding.bsky.social
hoardinghopes
@hoarding.bsky.social
Middle class, middle aged, middlingly capable, super-middleweight. Generally bland.
I misplaced my prayer beads (which isn’t a thing I ever thought I’d say) so am sitting in the waiting room of my child’s unit with no self-calming measures in place. The longer I wait, the tenser I get. With the beads the longer I wait, the calmer I get.
February 1, 2026 at 1:47 PM
A good night’s sleep is a precious and wonderful thing. Especially when followed up by a cracking good cooked breakfast. C’mon world, I’m at ya!
January 29, 2026 at 10:51 AM
Today is a hard day to remove my fog. Head is tight. Thoughts are negative. Body feels low. But I’ve been for a walk with the new puppy. A walk that I did so many times with our old dog. Good to get out but tinged with sadness. Now pup’s asleep in my arms on the sofa. It’s nice
January 24, 2026 at 5:29 PM
The professional needs to build up a relationship with my child to learn what's going on. Then it all collapses, and the youngster is expected to pick it all up again with another professional.

This has happened three times so far within this twelve-month.
January 22, 2026 at 3:44 PM
Yesterday, at a tribunal to assess my child's mental health status, we discovered that the doctor had completed their placement and left. Without informing us.

For the record, the doctor was excellent – asked more questions of us and gave more time to us than anyone else. But then vanished.
January 22, 2026 at 3:40 PM
So Sunday means power cut day. Thoughtful, really, as it enforces rest and no screen time.
January 18, 2026 at 4:03 PM
Looking back to the two ward visits this week, nobody offered to update me in any way on the mental health status of my child. I was there for a total of 8 hours.

Yesterday I left a message asking for the doctor to give me a 5-minute call. No response.
January 17, 2026 at 8:43 AM
Staff managed to switch alarm off, just before technician arrived. First thing he did was trigger it back on…
January 15, 2026 at 1:37 PM
In waiting room again, alarm going off constantly. Staff appear to have learned to filter it out of their awareness.

Me? Beep. It’s beep driving beep me fucking beep mad beep
January 15, 2026 at 1:15 PM
Another day, another day.
January 15, 2026 at 11:06 AM
When does your offspring's mental health crisis become your mental health crisis? How much vicarious trauma do we have to suffer before it's okay to collapse? When can a parent say 'enough' and refuse to receive the offspring back from hospital discharge?
January 14, 2026 at 9:52 PM