Nervous.

I finally have my counselling sessions scheduled.

It's weird, I almost feel like I don't need them because I am actually doing miles better than I was when I got referred. 

But I know I do. I've just coped by blocking my thoughts rather than changing them. And when things get bad (like last week's sleep regression) that's when I crumble and have scary thoughts. 

I'm glad it's happening but I am shitting it about having to spill and address all my feelings. Which is daft because I'm half doing it now on this blog. But it's easier to be brave and honest from behind a screen. 

Woah this post got a bit deep.

Here's a photo of squidge.