I can't quite believe I'm saying this, but I slept right through until my alarm went off at 0830. That's over 8 hours of blissful slumber. I'm speechless. AND the dishwasher is OK - I opened the door with some trepidation, but all is fine. I can't begin to say what a difference sleep has made to my mood - I'm not in despair, as I have been for weeks. I can't quite think ahead yet, so I'm just concentrating on this morning at the moment.
I have my meeting today at 1200, which is to look at the way forward. but I'm not a bit worried about it. I think I'll be fine if I can get a few more nights under my belt.
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?