Still feeling pretty rough so we went out for lunch because I haven't got the energy to cook. Not making plans to go to the gym next week as it's unlikely I'll get there and that'll just add to my frustration
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We've been here 4 months now and both love it; the house and being near the sea and yet I'm not 'myself' and would appreciate your thoughts.
I'm sleeping between 7 to 9 hours a night
and yet often feel tired. Going to the gym and exercising in general which was such a boost and blessing following our estrangement is becoming a chore. I enjoy it when I'm there, always pleased I've been when I leave but getting myself there hasn't been as easy as it was.
I'm enjoying pottering around our lovely new home, something which I hadn't done since the estrangement but still get days when I really can't be bothered.
I know I'm not depressed, I'm more content than I've been for 4.5 years so what's wrong with me? Were my expectations of our 'new life' too great and by that I mean did I sub consciously believe that the loss of our son and GC wouldn't be as significant once we'd moved away from them?
Could it be that the 4.5 years of living just doors away from them took more of an effort than I'd realised and that I'm simply allowing the fatigue that I'd kept at bay, to take over because I don't have to be that strong anymore?
Sorry for all the questions but I'm finding it all rather perplexing and frustrating and as some of you know me rather well, I'd appreciate your thoughts.
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