Monday 16th October, 2017
Well after a few good days with only one small anxiety attack and a brief low-hypomanic period which kept me from a good nights sleep, it all came crashing down. One disagreement with my husband and I can feel the spiral downwards starting and the self-harm thoughts returning. Even during my meditation class I was wondering just how nice slicing my arm would feel; not to die, just to feel something other than the sadness I can feel slowly overtaking me and my thoughts.
I am heading to bed; sleep makes the sadness and pain go away and gives my brain a chance to rest and recharge itself. I am hoping that when I wake, I’ll be in a much better headspace.
Living with Eeyore and Tigger 