So today marks a week out of inpatient.
I’m so glad I’m home.
I thought it was going to be a lot easier than I’ve actually found it.
I’ve been very lonely and started to use old coping mechanisms.
Today is the first day I’ve felt in control.
So I’ve worked through my todo list, and now I’m having a bath, and listening to my favourite songs.
I’m starting to look after my appearance.
My job has moved a lot further, both references are done and the occupational health assessment has been done. I’m waiting for the report of that to come back and then a start date.
I’m scared in case it doesn’t happen and go through because of my mental health but I feel 100% ready to do this job.
I’ve seen my family this week, which I will admit has been pretty stressful, but it was still nice to see them.
I’ve been the the animal therapy farm and had a cuddle with a ducklings. I had an amazing time.
I’ve started to work on loosing weight and getting healthy.
It’s been so lovely seeing and BBC spending time with my cats.
So overall I think things are going ok and I can’t wait to start living not just surviving!