A lazy morning on the sofa in silence.

An afternoon appointment at the hospital. With a nurse I hadn't met before. Asked all the same questions and talked about how I feel.
Then to be told that I would be next seen next Wednesday. I have being having daily contact from the hospital , either being seen or a phone call.
Feel like they don't care anymore, I'm just another person that time has run out for.
I said I didn't know if I could cope with that long gap, and she reluctantly made another appointment for Saturday.
I know this is a short term treatment but it would be nice to know their plan.

I came home upset and immediately self harmed , badly.

The rest of the night was hard.

This is up a lane in Morningside, that I had heard of but only today found it.