Status: dead & loved

Dead: legs are knackered from last night’s spinning. First one this season that has left me so empty. Must have done something correct. (PS: Hope tonight’s yoga session is not leg focused).

Loved: R & I were chatting in the kitchen while I brewed coffee. Chewie came out and started whining. Made us follow him back to the bed, curled up in my spot, and beckoned us (with those dreamy eyes) to get on the bed. He’s been sleeping curled up on me since.

Why didn’t you reach out?

If you were having trouble solving the problem, why didn’t you reach out?

If you had money issues, why didn’t you reach out?

If you were lonely, why didn’t you reach out?

If you were scared of something, why didn’t you reach out?

If you were feeling depressed, why didn’t you reach out?

We didn’t even know that you were having so much trouble! Why didn’t you reach out?

Because there is one thing much worse than suffering alone.

It’s when you reach out and no one responds

30 mins of 📈 anxiety

Lost my wallet. Looked all over the house, in the car, amongst the clothes, and anywhere else I could think of. Nothing.

Panic 😓

Drove to the cafe to get coffee. Tried to pay by contactless on mobile. Credit card declined.

More panic 😧

Drove to the sports park (Gym) – the last place I’d been with the wallet. Checked if anyone had returned a lost wallet. Nada.

😨

Drove back home.

One last check – between the cushions of the sofa.

And there it is. Hidden tight between the cushions.

*breathing again* 😌

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