I feel so sick. Like morning sickness. (infertile so it's not that!)
Sleeping 10 hours straight. Still knackered. Finding it a struggle to go out. Bumped the car into a van while reversing out of the drive today - that's all I need! I am now convinced that I can't drive (maybe I shouldn't be driving?)
Just trying to get through each day.
Fed up. Depressed. Suicidal ideation but that's nothing new. Keep asking dh to promise that he won't divorce me and he'll look after me and keep me safe. From what I don't know. I am bloody petrified. My life is a mess and I don't know how to make it (me) better. I know that's my illness talking but I just can't see an end to it. Fuck. Ing. Hell.