November 18th Monday.

I went on an adult Christmas craft course this morning. It's on for the next few weeks. A build up to Christmas. Anyway, we're making wreaths. It's a round metal thing that we have to attach baubles to.
Anyway, it did me good to be out of the house.
I am trying my best with life.
I've not felt too bad today, I've thought about my son loads and I've felt waves of sadness but, I've been able to get through it.
I shouldn't laugh but I saw something that said "If my mental health doesn't improve by Christmas, the mistletoe won't be the only thing hanging from the ceiling".
I related so much but, found it so funny.
If I don't laugh, I'll cry.

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