187. Back to porridge.

That’s it, my trip home is over and in all honesty I’m relieved. We’re up at 5.30 am tomorrow to head back to some normality.

I have no idea what 2019 will hold for myself and little man. What I do know is that I hold little optimism.

I’ve had teary sessions at home, with good reason and without. I’m still staggering, searching for footholds; but I keep slipping.

I have however regained some control over my purging habits, so that I guess is progress.

Loopy x

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On paper I have the perfect life, good career, supportive and loving partner and a beautiful little son. But today I want to die. It’s time to set my thoughts free. Come along with my daily mental adventures and gain insight into warped thinking and it’s hazards and maybe support me along the way. View all posts by insideloopyshead