diary
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A bad meal
Last night I suggested that we go out for a meal. I’d planned to go whether…
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Last mental health nurse this year
Asking for me time I am struggling to feel OK to do the things I need…
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Remaining curious
Tired before we start Last night, I was later home from work having stopped on the…
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Clevedon in the autumn
Enjoying the season Driving north through Hampshire, I’m reminded of what mum loved about this season;…
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Little by little?
Last night my husband and I did talk a little. It never got that troublesome, so…
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Quiet awkward
Last night, my husband was very quiet. He barely said anything to me. I did try…
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The remembrance festival
Last night my husband and I ended up watching the Royal Festival of Remembrance on the…
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A sad day for my American brothers and sisters
I don’t want to write much today – I have a splitting headache and have had…
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Discussing meltdowns
Meltdowns Today at counselling I wanted to talk about my meltdowns. Sometimes I get angry –…
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Feeling safe on the rug
Feeling down We’ve talked three days this week with various degrees of success (ie how long…
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Strong like glass
Broken spirit Last night, I asked my husband if he’d like to talk. He has been…
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Counselling at a new place
Richard, my counsellor, has arranged for us to meet somewhere else. It’s about twenty minutes walk…
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Hormonal weight changes
A bit flabbier My body has changed a lot in the last year. The most obvious…
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Nephews are a privilege
Batman Today I went back to Bristol to spend the day with my two gorgeous nephews.…
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The price of confession
I think that this is really how my husband feels: “Oh Tess, forgiveness does not apply…
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