Home from the Hospital
Moms surgery went fine but took a lot longer than expected.
I'm so stressed out, I'm wearing my feelings so exposed, that any little spark might make me ignite.
I couldn't get me feelings off my chest, my phone was already running low on power, so one of my "escapes" like writing, was out of the option.
I'm so tried I'm about to collapse, I can't even proof read, but I think my blog-manager will accept this anyway. I really need to try to shake that feeling of Hospital off me, so TTYL.
Going to the hospital with mom - again
Sigh, now they can use me.
Last year at Christmas there was one excuse, but at New Years Eve she would come. And she did.
Then of course she cancelled at Christmas again this year, but wanted to come at New Years Eve.
And then she cancelled New Years Eve.
Wonderful.
Merry Christmas with mixed feelings
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Anxiety, Children, Christmas, Depression, Disappoint, Happy, Joy, Love, Panic Attacks, Personal notes, Sadness, Sleep, Social Anxiety Disorder, Sorrow, Stress, Survival techniques, Talk, Tiredness, Worries
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Go to sleep 3 - Go Flying with Peter Pan
Monday, December 24, 2018
Dissociation, Insomnia, Meditation, Sleep, Survival techniques
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Go to sleep 1 - Medication
Saturday, December 22, 2018
Anxiety, Depression, Insomnia, Medication, Mental Hospital, Sleep
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When depression hits
Friday, December 21, 2018
Alone, Anxiety, Depression, Lethal, Mental Hospital, Social Anxiety Disorder, Survival techniques
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