Last year was rubbish, we found out my son has a lifelong disability and my mum died suddenly. Then work got shit and stayed shit until I walked away in July. In September I started a new job and today I felt OK for the first time in 18 months. No anxiety, no sadness just OK.
Thought I would share that it finally feels good to be alive and to appreciate the small good things and the black cloud over my head let some sunshine in.
There is light at the end of the tunnel