Well now here’s a revelation. After my second counselling session and digging deep to find out the hows and whys of the way I behave the way I do and why the anxiety and depression hit me when it did I have come up with some answers – praise be!
I had another counselling session today, it’s made the things that come up, things I hadn’t really thought about. I’ve realised I’m quite childish, I kind of knew that anyway. I can, on occasion, flounce (in my head anyway).
A mixed bag of a weekend. Highs and lows. Bloody depression, you think you are doing great and then wallop here we go again. No where near as bad as it was but I didn’t go to the dinner, I just couldn’t bring myself to go.
Why the title? Because I’m feeling like a whale this evening! Lucy is home for the weekend so we went for a mooch in a local charity shop, a favourite pastime of mine. Anyway Lucy spotted a dress that she thought would look nice on me so I tried it on.
If you’ve been following the blog you’ll know about my battle with depression. I’ve written a lot about this shadow person that kind of took over, it’s a bit mad because I woke in the middle of the night and an article came up on Facebook about Carl Jung and his theory on everyone having a shadow side. I didn’t even know there was such a thing.
I’ll be glad when 2018 is here, new year, new start and all that. It might stop me being so maudlin. I’m sitting here at the kitchen table with its garishly bright Christmas tablecloth listening to hard hitting questions on the radio: “Is the bingo on tonight?”