Its ok just had a bit of a wobble let my emotions get the better of me. Spent a couple of hours worrying about things I have no control over which allowed the fear to set in and then the panic took over. All ended in a very restless night. But its morning again and Im back to it . Its so hard watching someone disappear and as much as I wish him well Theguy from the Wanted hadnt helped family friends keep tellin me look at him he has the same he is doing great. ARRRRRHHHHHH noone is the same noone progresses the the same it makes me so angry that peoole still say it will be ok. It wont ever be ok.
Its 3.50am and Im here again. Tried sleeping that failed.once my brain kicks into action overthinking thats sleep gone. I feel like Im living in the twilight zone just exsisting . My boy is sleeping drug induced but settled me Im sat here unable to put a rational thought together.
Sorry to be such a moan but in a strange way typing it onto here clears a bit of space in my head.
