Pyschologist appointment really went hard today. I know it sounds a bit stupid but honestly? Thinking about how mentally unwell I am makes me miserable. It's such a stupid loop de loop but its hard not to get on!
Like I think I've made so much progress, worked on myself and come so far. And then I realise just how small a way I have come. I know mental health is a journey but it feels like Everest. I hope one day I am well and healthier but it seems like an impossibility, a world beyond my own. It is getting better, I know that. But the perspective on how far I have to go is painful.
Anyway, Frankenstein is really good. Hoping Pnin arrives soon so I can read and write my first Bookbug review!
Warmly, Saoirse