Still lacking in motivation and wasting time. I really should have a shower, but can't be bothered. So I'm slobbing about in my pyjamas, trying to do things like emptying the dishwasher. I had a sound treatment today which was brilliant - the chap uses tuning forks to re balance the energy and it's a really good experience. I felt energised and relaxed at the same time and managed to put some washing on.
It's only 1615 and already it's getting dark, which I hate. I think I'll draw th
Afternoon everyone. Sorry I've been absent for such a long time - I have completely lacked any motivation to do anything. I wanted to write, but couldn't face it - this blog reminds me of such a bad time in my life. Since my last post, I've been to Cardiff to see Dame Edna, which was ace, and been to my uncle's funeral. Despite these forays into real life, I am detached and slightly missing from myself. I sleep well and indeed oversleep - then I doze in the sitting room until lunchtime, watching the news in a random way. The afternoons aren't so bad - I can do things then. Even so, I'm behind with mostly everything - and doing the washing has taken on immense proportions.
A friend is coming to have cheese and bread for supper tonight, so I shall have to be sociable.
Sorry to have been absent from this blog - my sister came to stay and we went to Cardiff for the weekend. We saw Dame Edna and his alter ego, Sir Les Patterson, the Cultural Attache. Completely marvellous. I managed to get to Cardiff and back with only a slight wobble going over the bridge - and I slept like a log in the hotel. I've now had 5 nights in a row where I've slept well - almost too well as I'm still tired when I wake up. I dozed most of yesterday but I feel more alert today. Still in pjs, however, so I must get up and have a shower.
This week is a quiet one, for which much thanks. I was going to London tomorrow with my Aunt, but I've cancelled that as neither of us is up to it.
Back here again soon.
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?