I have been in and out of the psychiatric hospital and am just feeling lower and lower. I'm not sure anymore if I can just carry on.
Last night I stood by the river in my pyjamas and just wanted to jump into the stillness and calm. I can't believe I walked away and didn't jump. Maybe it was a trial run?
My ex is back from Thailand and I'm frightened, work is crap and everything just seems so hard.
Just don't really know what else to say!