In the madness of the pharmacy today, my brain growled "Eureka!". I'm still onwards discovering stuff about myself, but this was a really useful lightbulb :- I don't know how to relax. Or I won't let myself for fear of missing something or feeling that I should be using all my time to either worry that I'm not doing something or feeling very guilty about not doing anything or just feeling the extreme feeling of can't be bothered.

Brain, keep eurekaing!, we'll get to the bottom of the well with this. And I get highly upset and angry with myself, not helped by certain persons, who reiterate that I'm slow and wieldy and leave things to the last minute. Thanks - not. Yes, we are talking about them that fuck you up - thanks, miapatrick for reminding me of that.  I need to keep reading and talking and building on my knowledge.  Much better than feeling hopeless and banging my head against the castle fortress door.

So this weekend, I wil try and like my company and relax - probably by going round the charity shops, and try not to mentally beat myself about the head when I return back to the digs. Fingers crossed. Mmph. :@