I wish I could stop questioning peoples motives, why do they want to talk to me, why do they say they care, what are they after. If someone says something nice about me or something I have done, I think they are just being nice.
I'm just waiting to be hurt, I wish I could stop this, but I feel that people are laugh at me behind my back. I know that this is due to my mental illness but it doesn't stop me feeling sick waiting for the betrayal.
Never good start when I'm crying before 9am, been crying on and off through the day, still managed to get pout into the garden to check my saffron crocus and pick blueberries, also made marmalade.
Busy day tomorrow with group therapy and photography class.
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