My head is so confused at the moment. I don't know what to think about anything. Supposedly I'm better from my ongoing 7 month illness, and should be ready to face life again. To find a job, to actually earn some money again and stop living off my parents (who have been wonderful to put up with my for sooo long!).
But I'm not. Or maybe I am physically, but not mentally, not emotionally. Life is too hard right now. This is a public announcement to say look, actually, however clued up it might appear that I am, actually life is drowning me right now. I've got too good at pretending things are fine, when they're not. I need some intervention. Cos I can't do it by myself anymore.
Tomorrow at church I intend to talk to some people, and on Monday I'll be ringing my doctor to make an appointment, and I'll refuse to leave until they help me. Cos I'm fed up of feeling like this. I really am.