Folk Festival
I am all over the place at the moment. I didn't write again last night because I got progressively worse as the night went on. I burst out crying and I'm not overly sure why. I think I had just had enough of the day. It was a really rough one yesterday but I was determined to enjoy today.
Today I went to the Folk Festival with my partner, we stayed there for a few hours and it was fun. I think. I don't think he really wanted to be there and I was still feeling a bit poo from the night before but I'm glad we went. It was better than sitting home all day. For anyone who doesn't know, its basically held in a little seaside town and there are stalls on the seafront, morris dancers/ street entertainers/ folk singers everywhere on the streets busking and performing, there are loads of places to eat, drink, shop and just have a lovely time. The atmosphere is always fantastic. However, the main reason I go is because there is a wonderful lady called Helen Gilbert selling all sorts of lovely little things made out of clay. She sells bracelets and lots of charms to put on among other things. Every year without fail I go and buy some charms from her. Today I bought a duck and a toucan (I'm slightly obsessed with them at the moment since I started watching Tuca and Bertie on Netflix) and although I was feeling a little rough, it really cheered me up. Then I got home, unpacked and they weren't there. Somehow on the journey from there to home, they got lost. I can just buy more but I have very little money since I can't work and I get very low and overwhelmed by things at the moment. It made me very sad. My partner has offered to buy me more but that still hasn't gotten rid of the feeling.
Tomorrow we were going to go to the city closest to us to do a bit of shopping as my anxiety isn't as bad as usual, but I'm not sure we will. Plans have been changing all week. I still don't know whether the Sertraline is working, I think my anxiety is slightly better (which I am extremely happy about) however, my mood is definitely not. Only a few more days til the Doctor. Yippee.
Today I went to the Folk Festival with my partner, we stayed there for a few hours and it was fun. I think. I don't think he really wanted to be there and I was still feeling a bit poo from the night before but I'm glad we went. It was better than sitting home all day. For anyone who doesn't know, its basically held in a little seaside town and there are stalls on the seafront, morris dancers/ street entertainers/ folk singers everywhere on the streets busking and performing, there are loads of places to eat, drink, shop and just have a lovely time. The atmosphere is always fantastic. However, the main reason I go is because there is a wonderful lady called Helen Gilbert selling all sorts of lovely little things made out of clay. She sells bracelets and lots of charms to put on among other things. Every year without fail I go and buy some charms from her. Today I bought a duck and a toucan (I'm slightly obsessed with them at the moment since I started watching Tuca and Bertie on Netflix) and although I was feeling a little rough, it really cheered me up. Then I got home, unpacked and they weren't there. Somehow on the journey from there to home, they got lost. I can just buy more but I have very little money since I can't work and I get very low and overwhelmed by things at the moment. It made me very sad. My partner has offered to buy me more but that still hasn't gotten rid of the feeling.
Tomorrow we were going to go to the city closest to us to do a bit of shopping as my anxiety isn't as bad as usual, but I'm not sure we will. Plans have been changing all week. I still don't know whether the Sertraline is working, I think my anxiety is slightly better (which I am extremely happy about) however, my mood is definitely not. Only a few more days til the Doctor. Yippee.
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