Woke up feeling all ■■■■ and paranoid. Thought for certain I would get sectioned. This morning was spent ruminating and obsessing over thoughts. What’s more my mum was out for the day so I had no one to talk with.
Was gonna sit in and continue feeling ■■■■ but forced myself to go out. Met a dog walker who I talked to cos theirdogcameup and said hello. This cheered me a bit.
Next as I walked through the park a little toddler was learning how to wave so I waved back. This cheered me up.
Next met my pensioner friend for a soft drink. I had a full sugar lemonade which made me feel better. Slowly my day was improving!
After that I came home and watched some tv and read the paper. Generally taking it easy. It dawned on me I was happy…
I’m glad your day turned out good, maybe mine will turn from ■■■■ to good too. I sincerely doubt it though. My husband won’t give me 3 Ativan. He says 2 is enough. What a poo hole.
That’s really good! I started out how I always do with anxiety for an hour before getting out of bed and then I decided to go grab some breakfast at mcdonald’s with an iced coffee and started feeling way better.
Then I walked over to the park I used to go to and walked behind there for the first time in months. There is a lot of art painted back there and that cheered me up. All of the different colors and messages were beautiful. Some were stupid but I just laughed at them.
Just got home and still feeling positive. I think keeping ourselves busy and forcing ourselves to do things is key to feeling better day to day.