Where wild minds come to rest
Yesterday I wasted another day completely in DDs and on facebook. So, I typed it all out in an email and I sent it to a friend who is a mental health care worker, because I just couldn't do it anymore. I don't know how I am going to get myself where I want to be if I'm constantly being hijacked by my own head. I was panicking at the fact I had done nothing at all that day, and that cranked my DDing up even more. So I told them.
Their reaction was really awesome. They told me immediately they were glad I had told someone, and that they were treating a few people who had that as well in their hospital. I was happy they took it seriously, but even more that they were actually treating some people already. They also told me that there were therapies and treatment. We will meet up soon and then have a chat to consider options and what I could do.
Once that was off my chest I managed to work a little bit, and in the evening I even did some yoga. However, I daydreamt way too late at night and woke up this morning, and instead of going back to sleep, I started daydreaming. I might have slept 5 hours, but not much more. I have bags under my eyes so big that they wouldn't be allowed on a plane and I'm completely exhausted. This is going to be a tough day.