So yeah, I'm not very well. I'm writing to you now and in the corner of my mind, I'm wondering if I should pack a bag for a night or two in Royal Perth Psych ward. I have been before, it's really, really scary. All the cities craziest, scariest people go there because it's FREE so they sort of lump everyone in together in an open ward - one for women and one for men...and leave you all to it. Especially on a weekend. But I'm at the point so many of us suffering mental illness get to - I'm at the "So I have to PROVE how ill I am" point. I've tried to tell those I love. I've tried to say so friends I love and especially to Alun - over and over again in my quiet, gentle way "I'm really struggling" "I'm not doing well" "I really need some help" "I feel like I'm drowning" "I can't breathe and that scares me" "I'm not sleeping because I'm anxious and scared all t...
Father God, Thank you. Thank you for every blessing in my life. Please help me to see the small blessings and to always hope for the big ones. My life is in your hands. Amen xx