Mum died 4 weeks ago today. I've no other stressors in my life right now as work have been amazingly supportive and my kids are all doing okay. I've been doing a bit more each day.
I went back to work today, working from home as normal, doing a shorter day for a couple of weeks to phase back in, so 10-4 with breaks and support from my lovely manager as needed.
By 3pm, I was exhausted and the anxiety came and kicked my arse. I just about managed the last hour then climbed back into pyjamas and fluffy hoodie, curled up on the sofa under a fluffy blanket. I won't do anything else today as I just can't. Should mention that I'm autistic/adhd and my anxiety was previously really well controlled. I'm taking beta blockers and am open to ads should I need them.
When did the physical bit get better? I feel like I'm walking through treacle and am also getting a bit frustrated by how it's limiting my life.
Thank you 😊