Saturday

I had a lazy morning, watching tv and reading my book.

I had lunch in Café Nero then couldn't face going home for the afternoon. It was wet and didn't know what to do, so I got in the car and drove; no destination in mind. Hours later I went home.

I have tried to re write all my scribbles for the psychiatrist and its made my anxiety rise. I have tried distraction but it has ended in self harm.

Tonight it will be another sleeping tablet to end the thoughts.