My night stay with my son and his mum turned into two. On waking the second morning a cloud of anxiety has filled my mind.
Over the last two days I have laughed until I cried. I’ve had the best time. I didn’t have time to think, I was in a really good headspace.
On waking this morning I feel horrible again, riddled with anxiety. What is it? Maybe the thought that later on I will have to leave and be on my own again?
One positive is that I am aware of how much I am questioning myself, looking for my own answers. This is something I’ve not done before.
Hopefully the ride home later on will clear my head.