My life feels empty. I just don’t fit, like a size 7 pair of feet but having to wear size 4 shoes instead.
The CMHT (Community Mental Health Team) in my area have offered me some anxiety management, but the badly needed empathy just isn’t there for me. Mental health teams appear to have vast differences from area to area in the UK. I’m not convinced these problems can be solved, these people seem so clueless when it comes to me and so inflexible. Children, it feels like, can understand me better than they can.
The test I referred to in my last blog I managed to have in the end. So very distressing, very nearly as bad as the past Picolax medication!
Goodbye for now all.