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Nr. 46

It’s 6pm and I’m in bed. Either extremely late or ridiculously early. I’ve slept for about three hours. I didn’t get any sleep last night as I worried about today’s appointment. When I got home I actually fell asleep whilst standing up so these three hours were most welcome. 

I feel ok, but a bit drained. I promised to text my friends about how it went today, but I honestly don’t know what to write. I think it went ok though. Out of respect for the psychiatrist I won’t write about my session publicly. Nor would it really be that interesting to read. 

What I really want is to be able to help people again (if I ever did?). That’s my aim: to be a positive influence. 

I apologize to the 3-4 readers for what has been a stream of uninteresting posts. But then again, I did put up warnings about that both in the blog description and my profile bio 😅👍🏻 


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