Not having a brilliant week. Not quite having panic attacks but have reverted to Extreme Ostrich behaviour. I’ve left the house once (today) for around ninety minutes. I’ve read four novels in three days and much of that has been from my bed. I actually have a number of things I could/should do but cannot summon the energy to do them. I can’t think about Things too much as I want to cry. So I read novels instead. Counsellor tomorrow which always makes me feel better, so that’s something to look forward to.
It’s five weeks today since I was suspended.