Utterly exhausted. I think I broke myself swimming so hard for so long. I was so anxious I couldn’t stop. Now Fibromyalgia has hit hard so although I can’t sleep (thanks insomnia) I can rest. My partner is here sleeping next to me. It is 2.15 pm. At least he’s happy to rest too. Still we need to do some errands. My partner hates feeling pressured but he also avoids doing things when they absolutely have to be done. Anxiety I guess.

My anxiety has been awful. I find myself staring at nothing most of the time. I just shut down. I want to run away but I know I can’t escape it. I use breathing and other techniques and to be honest they suck. Best things are distraction, beach and laying in bed listening to the birds. See T tomorrow. Will begin to with my terror of dying. I feel sick and can’t eat much. My T is great so I’m sure he will guide the process correctly.