This isn’t really a health issue, well maybe mental health. I posted a few weeks ago about coming off my antidepressants. Some people thought I’d been a bit silly but I had my reasons and have come through the withdrawals without too many problems.
But over the past week or so I’ve started thinking about what an awful person I’ve been in the past,
Conversations I’m not proud of.
Things I’ve done or not done.
Not being a good mother.
And many more.
In fact I can’t understand why my family and friends still have anything to do with me at all.
And friendships that have cooled or died ...is it because I m a horrible friend?
I’m confused and upset.
Can’t change the past but not enjoying the present.
Envious of real friendship - trouble making friends
Security is now so intense - cracking down on fraud
We owe the next generation better - children in shipping containers