Sunday

Rubbish.
That's how I feel.

Went along to Mum's, she asked how I was, I told her about yesterday etc. Her reply was 'oh well, yesterday I had to buy another printer!

Lewis was having an early birthday party as his birthday is around the time of the baby's birth. We didn't get invited. I was gutted.

My chest is agony and I feel short of breath. I really am struggling. I can't keep on feeling like this. I have repeatedly gone to email my counsellor but held back. I really don't know what to do. I need someone to tell me what to do and do it with me.
The suicidal thoughts are back and I feel rubbish.