uncontrolled flooding

Nov 09, 2010 21:47

i had a pretty horrible day today.
it was such a shame as yesterday my parents took me to Weston -S- Mare to see my grampa and spend some time in the wintersun of the beaches.
It was lovely, we walked cross the knightstone crossing to the rocks, same rocks i had leapt over as a child in the eighties. i can still leap over them today, just a bit more slowly considering I was a little older, more creaky and wearing cons shoes which have no grip whatsoever.

today upturned all that good work, i never left the apartment.
i was good but around 11am it all started going downhill. My emotional state just felt like it was shaking itself apart, like i was enduring some kind of emotional seismic pre-shock, then the earthquake, then the aftershocks. In the end i just went to bed again.

I'm better now, had a nice chat with my flatmate e and also set up a meeting with a doc I trust for next wednesday. I'm gonna see what the possibility is of going on a MILD does of Anti-D's. Just something to take the edge off when the earthquakes hit.
I also have to see the official Occupational Health people on Friday. This is in response to the "2 months off night-rotation" that I informed them of back in September. I'm praying to every deity I know that they aren't going to move me away from my friends.
But hey, fate has never been that kind.

mental health problems, wintertime, self-esteem, shame, beaches

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