This week has been one of the hardest mentally. I’ve looked and put a deposit down on a new place and face the prospect of moving on with my life and leaving the chapter behind of my husband and the place that we shared.
Never has one week caused me to not sleep properly in so long and for that fact I didn’t manage to sleep until nearly 3 last night and that was with a over thinking, longing head that made me so sad that I couldn’t shut off.
With everything that has been happening I have found myself turning to the comfort food. Something which I regret but unfortunately is part of me and the way that I cope. The wanting for something sweeet and sugary took over from trying to be sensible.
My anxieties are high and the mood is low and mixed, a bad combination. You fight everyday to get through and some days are just harder than others. I reach the end of the week physically exhausted and wanting to flick a switch to stop the thoughts. But it’s part of me and I accept that I just wish sometimes it would give me a break.
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