I find so much peace in my home. I find when I go out the world is just too busy and noisy. The noise and the busyness seems to add an extra element of stress to me. Fortunately I spend a lot of time at home but now worry if I’m pushed into situations I might not be able to cope. I find I struggle but just about manage going to all my regular appointments and manage my home chores.
I often cuddle Snoopy who I find soothing and sometimes I take promethazine to calm me down. Although I’m not acutely suicidal I’m not too bothered to live long. I find living very stressful and I worry about the future. I look forward to going to heaven and hopefully seeing my late Mum. In the meantime I just hope I don’t lose my home for whatever reason.
