well, it took a battering this morning - as much as mum said she wouldnt comment or judge, I knew she would and she didn't let me down...
I got on with it though, cried a bit ...
have had to call off lunch with a friend tomorrow to sort the front room out; i will meet with her another day, when it's all settled; I've told her i'm getting proper help so that's why I can't come
I keep getting nagged to call the doctors though which I hate.
I know they mean well, but it's fucking annoying when I have a irrational fear of talking on the phone, plucking up courage for the appointment and them wittering "have you done it yet... have you called ... when are you calling" etc
am still unsure whether SS would be involved and am NOT going to the nhs if they would be...