A Good and a Bad Day

I woke up and made a to do list for the day. It felt good. I think I will revise it for tomorrow though and set lower expectations for myself. I need structure but I freak myself out and think I need to do everything at once. Weirdly I think this is why my writing has become so disjointed. I jump hurriedly from one idea to the next so that I cover everything. That was a ramble there. What it comes down to is that I feel better setting smaller tasks for myself and completing them; that way I can rebuild myself.

Tonight I told my parents what was going on. I was freaking out about it. Our family simple doesn't talk about that kind of thing. However, despite their shock, they are going to support me. This comes down to them giving me the space to work out what I want without any snide comments from them. It's going to be hard for them, but I won't see them so much for a two weeks. I need to be away from them.

I'm also going to speak out when things bother me. I am going to be horribly blunt. I need to do it to get over the fear of saying anything. This will hopefully improve my self confidence.


And that's it for this post.

Thanks for all the messages of support. They have really helped me to see I am not going completely mad.