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Yesterday was a good day!

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Ive discovered that you actually have to work at being happy. After a terrible weekend of self isolation with my mind refusing to switch off I was determined to have a better day. I had spent Saturday writing up a 16 page report, my brain working on a thousand different things at the same time. The Sunday I spent in a complete fugue, staring at the walls and binging season 3 of Goliath (not ideal viewing if youre feeling down) I drank 1/4 whisky to try and help me go to sleep and of course it made me worse. It was very important that I started this week with a positive attitude. It takes a supreme effort to do the simplest of things, but I went out, visited a client, got great feedback from the solicitors Im helping out and got to play football again. Most importantly of all I spoke to my mum for a few hours about everything. I said more to her then than I have in my whole lifetime.

I need to be forgiven for so much I have done in my life and its never too late to ask for that forgiveness and accept it. Some people that I crave forgiveness from are no longer alive or indeed part of my life so I will have to accept that. Anyway yesterday was a good day and I have to make sure that today is the same. I have a behavioural therapist coming to see me at 2 today which will be interesting! Do they sit there thinking 'What a loser' ? Do they sit there sketching nude women on their large notepad?

Still here? Good! There is no plan for this blog other than to keep writing when I need to , when the thoughts wont shut off. I think of my suicide as the top of a triangle, the apogee of all that went wrong, the climatic ending credits of my life! So tonight I plan to start at the top and actually describe the event if I can and over the coming weeks and months work my way down to the bottom! Like I have said elsewhere it will be difficult to write but It needs to be said. I suppose Im writing this for my children because trying to explain all this over a kitchen table isnt enough. There needs to be a record for me, my kids my family and friends, something that is set in stone so that everyone can remember the mechanics and the emotions behind what I nearly did.

Thanks to subscribing! Its linked to my insta account and I havent worked out how to get rid of all the pictures of bloody Negan!

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Doug
Doug
Jul 01, 2020

Nice to hear my ramblings are helping others!

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xena4evr1
Jul 01, 2020

You are doing great Doug. It takes time but by going slow you figure out in your life what some of the problems are. Big hugs

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ahba19841_2
ahba19841_2
Jun 30, 2020

One day at a time, the bottom might seem like a long way off but with each breath you will reach there.

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ahba19841_2
ahba19841_2
Jun 30, 2020


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janspinall2009
janspinall2009
Jun 30, 2020

Good to read you are having a better time.

The thought of a therapist sitting drawing nudes while you are saying/doing what you need to do made me laugh and promoted an interesting picture in my mind!


Also, you’ve encouraged me to create a blog/website for my poetry and photography which I’m enjoying although it’s frustrating. So thanks xx

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