It’s Christmas Day. TV’s full of Xmas adverts, people wishing each other happy Xmas, and it all just pulls me further down. Xmas cheer? I feel anything but. The more I’m expected to feel a certain way, the more I go the opposite direction.
It’s World Mental Health Awareness today. Given the way I’ve been feeling this week, it couldn’t be more appropriate. Still, the fact that I feel like crying sometimes confirms that I am actually registering emotions, or at least starting to.
I’ve been feeling a touch melancholy this week for some reason. After the improvement over the summer, thanks not only to the breaks, but also starting again with my herb garden, starting college and getting into better cooking and eating habits, I’m now “coming down” to the reality of continuing money problems; the council taking their time to process my drop in income, Arrow Global et al not giving me the last record I need to apply for a DRO – and a class that’s already getting cliquey, with me feeling barely any connection with the rest of the guys.
Copypasta job from Susan’s again, apart from a link edit. This time it’s a little more serious.