September 26th Thursday.
Our sons inquest is complete and we can collect his belongings from Liverpool.
Damian has gone to collect his things.
I cant wait to just hold his belongings.
Life is so hard.
My son should still be here with me.
Feel a bit deflated today.
I guess when weve got his things back, its some sort of closure at least.
Anyway, ive done the school run, then taken my dog out for a walk.
Sick of thinking everyday, what to do for tea.
Are you the same? You get sick of thinking everyday what to cook.
Think ill get a take away tonight, I really cant be bothered to cook.
I might go the gym later, I dunno.
Not really sure how I feel today.
Knocked me a bit sick knowing we get Jay-Dees things back today.
Im sad today. Saying that, im sad every day who am I kidding!
Since ive been on a higher dose of Olanzopine, the suicidal thoughts arent as bad, so thats a plus isnt it?
God, life is hard work!!
My dryer is on its way out, one minute it spins, the next its smoking. Fucking great!
I could just scream out loud!
Life was never meant to be this way.
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