Journey north, ships that pass in the night and reunion

Well I managed to take all day packing yesterday even though I didn’t have much stuff. I think it was because my room was such a mess and I had to find a way of making things as compact as possible to fit in the car. I gave the place a quick vacuum as well and washed the sheets… to leave it “as I’d found it”.

Dad drove me up and we had some nice chats in the car. I think we talked more than we have done over the past five months that we’ve been living under the same roof. I guess we have our own lives to lead. I think more has been going on than he has let on, especially regarding his depression over his ex-girlfriend, so I hope he’s talking to somebody about it and not bottling it all up.

I got to tell him how I was dealing with things better and how I am being more positive about life. I’d like him to not worry about me and be glad that I am healing. He kept mentioning employment in other contexts but I know he was hinting that he wants me to get a job. I want me to get a job, but it’s not that simple right now, my eyesight is going fast and I’m not sure what I can do anymore.

We got to Sheffield about 9pm and he set off straight back down to Newmarket. Anna was a bit relieved as she was worried about him mentioning her weight. I almost asked him to watch what he says but he had his sensible hat on anyway. She doesn’t need to worry, she looks great.

We had a good sleep last night and some fun in the morning, which was a nice introduction. I think I’ll just keep telling myself I’m only staying here temporarily if I want to keep sane should things get difficult with her housemate again. Fingers crossed it won’t be as bad, but I’m not holding my breath.

I picked up my prescription yesterday and have started taking my new “double dosage”. I wonder if I’ll hit those initial lows again. Hope not.

Right, onwards and upwards!!