The past few weeks have been tough emotionally. I have also had to deal with itchy skin with all the stress coming out. There have been days when I have wished I could just curl up, go back to sleep and not wake up again. Lack of concentration has been a problem so I’m not doing much. I have also got frustrated about writing. At the moment I have got two books on the go. One is about me suffering with depression / living with depression and the other is fictional. It seems like when I get into the mood to concentrate on one of them either a friend will turn up on the doorstep or Rick will decide to be chatty.
It’s only another few more days before the article is out in Bella magazine. That has been on my mind quite a bit lately particularly with Anthony’s birthday being on the 3rd August. It’s a scary thought that he is 31 this year. Where have all the years gone? It doesn’t feel like it was that long ago that he was just a baby. I’m having moments like I used to that I wish I could sleep his birthday away.