Been a great Christmas so far down here in S/W Australia. My parents picked me up from hospital at 7.30am to take me to the beach. Had an amazing swim. Drove to my place to get dressed for Christmas but couldn’t find my keys! I searched over and over through my bags. Back to the hospital. No keys there. Drove back to my place and suddenly my keys were in my bag where I had checked four times!!! I had to laugh, and be thankful that I’m good mentally today.
Lunch at my sisters was lovely. I really enjoyed my time with my nieces and nephews. Didn’t get to chat to my sister much as she rushed around. My 15 year old niece asked me to start up guitar lessons again with her. This makes me so happy as I love spending time with her. We have a lot in common. I’m just thrilled she wants to spend time with me. I took photos of her (training to be) assistance dog with funky star shaped glasses on and edited the photo a few times. She loved it.
Resting now. I’m utterly exhausted. Good day.
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Bipolar 1 with psychotic features
PTSD
"Phew! For a minute there I lost myself."
'Karma Police' by Radiohead
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