Life is becoming a bit murky again. Nothing has happened but I can feel the difference in myself. I’m not depressed, but I can sense it in the background. That insidious feeling creeping up on me.
I think it’s partly to do with just feeling generally worn out. I’ve been working for a couple of months and I haven’t had any extended time off. I feel a bit pathetic because I only work 20/24 hours a week. I have weekends off although they are usually taken up by household chores, seeing people and are just generally hectic. The thing is with me is that my mental health erodes quickly when I don’t have enough down time. But in this day and age everyone is expected to work hard and manage. I find adulting hard!
Luckily I have two weeks off mid September. One of those weeks is being spent in Scotland on holiday with my partner, my mum, my sister and her partner. Plus all the dogs, my two and their two! It should be semi relaxing although I don’t relax fully away from home. But we are staying in the middle of nowhere, where there are amazing views and nature, plus we have our own hot tub. Which will be divine. I just need to hold out until then.