Yet Through it All

Despite a serious lack of sleep and added panic attacks I managed to get up and go to Create this morning. During the short walk from the bus stop to Create I managed to have another panic attack, and for the first time  in just over a year of going I seriously contemplated getting on a bus and going home to bed. But I kept going.

These feelings were probably due in part to the thought of meeting new people, but fate still had a card to play, and decided that after building me up, none of the new people were in today, so I have to do all this again next week.

I still have to keep in mind that I did go when it would have been so easy not to. To add to that achievement I walked home from the bus station on my own and without phoning my dad and having him waiting on the doorstep. At least four more walks on my own this week all being well, with Camera Club and sewing class to go to.