It’s two months since I wrote this: Four months on the sofa Today I read back over that post to see how things have changed over the last two months. Two months ago my mum had just returned to work, but I was at the start of a downward spiral which I am still unable… Continue reading Six months on the sofa
Today has been a better day. After feeling pretty lifeless all week, this morning I felt a bit stronger. I’ve been almost house-bound all week, so I decided to use my new-found energy to spend the afternoon out with my sister visiting Hobbycraft. Last weekend my mum took me there but I felt so weak… Continue reading Stickers!
I am on edge. Each time the phone rings I jump. Is this it? Is this the phone call I’ve been waiting for? The call will come. It could be today, tomorrow, next week… longer? Who knows. I don’t know when it will be. And I don’t know where I will be going. It will… Continue reading Today, tomorrow, next week… longer?
I think I mention often enough on this blog that sleep is something I have struggled with over the past few months. Severe anxiety at night made falling asleep virtually impossible. So convinced was I that I would die during the night that I refused to allow myself to drift off to sleep. However, what… Continue reading Sleep, glorious sleep
I’ve had a support worker before. Mostly she listened to me rambling on, trying to make sense of the irrational goings-on in my mind. I got on well with her. We had similar personalities and she seemed to understand what I was thinking and how my brain works. “Always be wary of the word ‘should‘,”… Continue reading Meeting in a coffee shop
It’s been a frustrating start to the year. The cold I had last week has morphed into laryngitis. Yesterday, I had no voice whatsoever. I was worried about being alone last night and being unable to call anyone if I needed help, but luckily I slept well. This morning my voice has upgraded to a… Continue reading New Year Blues
It’s a strange week, between Christmas and New Year. According to the ‘British Logic’ Twitter feed, or ‘British Problems’ Facebook page, it seems that most of the country is living off a diet of mince pies and leftover turkey with chocolate and prosecco for breakfast whilst contemplating joining the gym or going for a walk,… Continue reading A week without therapy