BastSenior Contributor
And now
The horror prevails, there is nothing at all to hang onto. So many times I think about just lettng go, the dark slimy cliff is reaaly not worth hanging onto any more. I simply do not know the reason to keep on going. It is way too hard and I cannot deal with much more. I am so afraid of letting it show. The conciliation is getting closer, I will have to prepare. I have endeavoured to seal the 5 months of work torture in order to keep on functioing.
I do not want to take the lid off - too much pain and fear will be devastating. And yet I keep on going, I just do not understand why. I am doing better, or I was, the new meds seem to be rocking me downwards again - at least the standard payback for improvement has eased - gotta love anxiety.
I just want peace, a good place to work and an OK life - surely not too much to ask for. I have been for an inberview for a counselling role and did OK, I have another 2 interviews to go - what the+++
I am now writing this with baby girl stomping on my head, she is just so beautiful and has been my rescue ever since she was only a little wonder cat at 4 weeks of age. It is so wonderful to save a life.
I so much miss Bast - we are so lost without him. Odin is lovely and now weighs in at a healthy 6kg. I think my new meds are actually making me feel sadder or is it the imminent hearing that is really the cause. I am uncertain, however the timing suggests the meds. I just want my doona to be my friend and to be allowed to cry with TB.
With much love and thoughts
Bast (in loving memory) and Odin