Saturday

I woke still feeling yuck and with a little bit of a voice. I also felt really low and distant. All I needed to do today was to get to Mum's before she came back to put a wash on, then head to the supermarket. Then back to Mum's to collect it. 
After lunch I was in the mood for a walk despite the rain and the way I was feeling. 
I walked in a daze. 
Home and ready for a sleep but it wouldn't come.
I lay on the sofa staring at the tv. It all got too much and I self harmed. Tonight is spent on the sofa, hoping for tiredness.