September 1st

Today I continued to run of getting things sorted – had an appointment at the job centre to set up my claim again. It had been stopped because of my depression not allowing me to leave the house.

It was a pretty straightforward visit, but the whole time I was sat there I just wanted to cry.

I’m feeling battered and exhausted.  My anxiety is back with a vengeance and I feel really really sick.  I’ve also given up drinking.  That was very worrying.  I’ve managed a day, small steps, huh?

 

 

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