Day 124 - a Pilgrim's Progress

'Ughhh' is what I groaned several times over when I woke up and is a pretty good description for much of the day. I can't really be bothered to think about it in detail. I persuaded myself to do some cooking which was alright while I was doing it. But I got back to bed feeling tired and grey.

By this time I did at least have it planned to go for afternoon tea at Wimpole Hall with Helen. Naomi texted suggesting I should read The Pilgrim's Progress. It was free to download in iBooks so I got it and started reading it. Life isn't going to be a walk in the park but I do have an incredible promise for what comes next. Need to hold on to that..So reading was really good and then I had a lovely time enjoying the countryside and tea later. I was actually happy for much of that time.

Now, not so much. I think that I am in a dark patch at current, but then I stop and question why I think that. Maybe it hasn't been that bad? Except I'm sure I do keep feeling hopeless. But I'm trying to distract myself from that. But is that only for a few minutes at a time? Bit pathetic to be complaining about that then? I don't know...it is making me feel guilty. I am pretty confused really. Should probably do some CBT... I feel a bit all over the place.