A Cuppa

A desperation blip at the end of the day. A cup of tea and a cheeky chocolate biscuit at home after a meal out with Mum at Vittoria's.

Slept til 12.30 then along to Mum's where we ended up in Ocean Terminal on a  rainy day.

I feel different today and not in  a good way. I feel like I am  a guest in my own house and I am living someone else 's life. I don't feel comfortable in my own flat.
I am a bit apprehensive about getting the last two treatments if it is going to change how I feel about myself and my surroundings.
Have fought quite a bit today to keep the tears away, again for no apparent reason.