Meh.
That is how I feel today, meh.
I woke this morning and had a nice cry, although what started it is beyond me, I just could not hold back the tears. I think the weekend took it out of me more than I'd like to admit. Staying awake with the dog, not sleeping when I did go to be, on top of this time of year has been too much.
I did have a nice chat with my mum today, spent about 20 mins on the phone. It was nice, although she doesn't really understand of how to deal with my moods, she tries to make me feel better.
We are poor at the moment, there are a lot of birthdays in february for my family and the dog being ill could not have been worse in its timing. Luckily, my mum has bought me a present to give to my step-dad because she knew we had spent a lot on the dogs vet bills.
It makes me feel guilty though, I should be able to afford these simple pleasures for my family. 4 years of being unemployed is bound to take its toll.
I have also realised the situation I am stuck in.
My GP cannot write me fit enough to work, only my pdoc can. Same with my medication, only my pdoc can change them.The problem with this system is my pdoc said that he had done all he could for me, so I no longer see him. This means that if I do work, I am breaking the law, as pathetic as that is.
It just makes me wonder if I am ever going to be able to live my life again.
I woke this morning and had a nice cry, although what started it is beyond me, I just could not hold back the tears. I think the weekend took it out of me more than I'd like to admit. Staying awake with the dog, not sleeping when I did go to be, on top of this time of year has been too much.
I did have a nice chat with my mum today, spent about 20 mins on the phone. It was nice, although she doesn't really understand of how to deal with my moods, she tries to make me feel better.
We are poor at the moment, there are a lot of birthdays in february for my family and the dog being ill could not have been worse in its timing. Luckily, my mum has bought me a present to give to my step-dad because she knew we had spent a lot on the dogs vet bills.
It makes me feel guilty though, I should be able to afford these simple pleasures for my family. 4 years of being unemployed is bound to take its toll.
I have also realised the situation I am stuck in.
My GP cannot write me fit enough to work, only my pdoc can. Same with my medication, only my pdoc can change them.The problem with this system is my pdoc said that he had done all he could for me, so I no longer see him. This means that if I do work, I am breaking the law, as pathetic as that is.
It just makes me wonder if I am ever going to be able to live my life again.
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