S.uspicious P.icture of D.ays
May 8, 2008 at 6:22 pm (PGP, SPD, rant)
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I’m so insane. There’s no chance I’m going to be well enough to get a job in the near future. I don’t know what’s up with me. I just seem to need to be able to visualise a “normal” life for myself when I’m feeling one kind of low to make carrying on worthwhile. Looking/reading back with a slightly clearer head, I see the insanity.
I’ve been working on the Disability Living Allowance form today, went to see my GP this morning and she actually suggested I give it a try as she is fully supportive of my needs.
I’m becoming a recluse. I guess I should be spending my time trying to find a 2 bedroomed house or ground floor flat in Cardiff that accepts DSS so I can stop being imprisoned by the 40 odd stairs leading up to this flat.
More often than not, I just want to curl up and get into a pit and forget about all the pain. I only seem to wake up for my beautiful little boy and Michael. Is this what motherhood is?
