Went to the doctor tonight. She was very kind and understanding and tolerant of the person going to pieces in front of her. So, what is it to be? I have a choice...back on the anti-depressants or try HRT? She looked at the screen - I see you have a history of depression - actually, no I don't, I was on them for six months almost two years ago, after my parents died..I don't think that counts as a history...
I'll be ok if I can just get some sleep...if my kitchen could get finished and my house back in some kind of order.
I go to work and come home. Clive is around, he gets the shopping now, and puts something in the microwave for two minutes, and hey presto, we have dinner. I have forgotten how to cook. Shopping used to be what I did. I sit on the sofa and can't remember what to do. What did I used to do with my time? Tonight I put on a dvd to pass the time, and, yes you guessed it, I went to sleep....
Not sure where I go from here. Except to Manchester on Friday, of course...hope I keep awake driving!
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hug....not sure what else to say.
Love you.
Phone if you want to talk...
It will get better - there's just too much awfulness in too many directions right now, and transition times just suck.
Hugs and prayers xxxx
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