It’s been a night with only 2 hours of sleep and one of the toughest lows. I got up at 7:15am and got ready to do my errands. I almost broke and stayed in bed, but realized that would just make it worse. I have tried my best to mend myself today with spoiling myself between errands to sit down by the water to enjoy breakfast and lunch. It was nice and sunny, but I couldn’t quite get rid of the depression. I hope the rest of the day will cheer me up. Spending it with a dear friend who always manage to brighten my mood. ❤️
Right now it’s half an hour until my psychiatry appointment. I’m on the bus. The radio is humming Scorpions with ‘Wind of Change’. How serendipitous or ironic. I also forgot my coke bottle at home. Great. Going from the two hour conversation with my Dad about renovation and other practical things to explaining deep emotional and psychological turmoil will be interesting. Oddly enough I see that as a challenge which bodes well. I’m slightly more optimistic about this session than my first. But I’m still not yet settled. It feels frightening. Not to talk about things, but to fail. Well, at least I’m here now. Lets do this then. Edit: a stranger smiled at me today. It’s interesting how incredibly powerful such a small thing can be. Thank you. ❤️
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