Digging Deep

When the alarm went off this morning I started having an internal argument with myself.  Still having trouble sleeping and the depression has resurfaced, so when the alarm went off just after 8am I had to decide whether I was going to get up and go to camera club or not, the fact that I had a driving lesson later in the day was a consideration.

This internal argument probably took 5 minutes, and in the end I dug deep and decided to go. Because last week the gate at the back of Bryn House I decided to go the long way round, which is a new route for me on a Wednesday, the downside with it is it takes me along a comparatively busy road.  The noise from the traffic and the number of pedestrians triggered a panic attack, but instead of turning round and going home I kept on.

There were only two of us in camera club, so once again wondering what has happened to the rest of my photo tales group 2.

The walk to camera club wasn't the last challenge of the day, it was decided as the weather was fairly good we would go out to take some pictures. It was decided we would go to Singleton Park, where we spent just over an hour taking pictures. This was a challenge for me in a number of ways, first I hadn't planned mentally for this in advance, which is how I normally cope with going to new places, plus I forgot to take my mp3 player with me so had to cope without one of my usual coping strategies. But I did it with only 2 panic attacks, which is progress, plus I think I got some lovely photos and plan to drag Dad along there next month so I can take some more pictures as the park changes with the season.