Friday feelings 

I’m sitting in the doctors waiting for what seems like a fortnight. I don’t like sitting around, my mind starts wandering.

It’s been an odd week, a reminder that life is short. A sadness that not everyone is lucky enough to have a long life.

The realisation that I’m still struggling in some aspects. I suppose I thought when I started writing about how isolated I felt things might improve but to be honest they haven’t.

There’s always the promise of ‘we’ll meet for coffee’ but in reality it doesn’t happen. Or not often anyway.

I know I’m my own worst enemy. I know if I suggest something to someone and I get a knock back I probably won’t ask again.

My confidence is still very low and although I am doing better there are still challenges.

I am so blessed to have my amazing family. In the last couple of days I’ve needed them and they’ve been there. In tough times this is a huge support.

There are positives, there always are. Some adventures to look forward to anyway. I know if I could sleep I’d be feeling better.

I’m glad it’s the weekend and looking forward to hopefully relaxing or doing things that I want to do. 

Have a good weekend everyone. 

3 thoughts on “Friday feelings 

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  1. Hope you are able to get some sleep and relaxation in. I find when life throws me a curve ball, the things I struggle with seem to be stronger, and I struggle with them more. One thing you can look forward to- even though its a long way off- is you and I WILL get together for a coffee, and hopefully more then one when I am out there next year. I’m sorry your struggling, and I guess all I can do is to remind you that you are not alone ❤

  2. That’s always hard, when you have to deal with the swimming sensation of being stuck in place, but you have support, and you’re working for. It gets better.

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