Angel Anxiety chose today to impose her unwelcome magic upon me
again, as I ended up waking up at 3:45 in the morning bursting into tears.
I think that my visit into London earlier this week has had an effect
on me and I'll admit that I am missing Karen and Sandie after they
were really nice to me on my visit over to the Folded Wing offices
on Wednesday.
I have been left under the impression that if I end up feeling mellow
or in a teary mood for the sake of it, then that's the consequence
of taking pride in something beforehand.
Actually, having thought about it properly on the basis
that it's not the first anxiety attack I have had in two weeks,
they're just going to come at any time and if it causes problems
for others, then they just have to deal with them.
Not that they have been any problems as of recent, and I must
say that anyone unfortunate enough to have had to deal with me breaking
down, has been really good about it.
Even if I end up in a position where I am content with day to day life,
it's not going to disappear.
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