Friday, 8 February 2013

Paranoia and happiness

One of the things I have got worse at is being suspicious.  I am paranoid.

Very paranoid.

This I can manage, what I can't manage is the change in reaction and behaviour from those around me.

When I am not feeling my best, I need reaasurance and support. sometimes, this is just a hug.  Sometimes its a shoulder to cry on.

The internal converations are normally worse case senarios.  I realised a long time ago that if I imagined it, it wouldn't happen.
It has never happened. Thats a really good thing.

Sometimes, I wallow. Other times, I have to get up and get on.
That the normally involves shopping.

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