I was doing do fucking well. And then everything went to shit. I’m pretty much depressed all the time. My sleeping has got to the point of a few hours a night, at most. It all got too much last week and I did something stupid, which led to me having to contact my doctor to get on meds. I’m just not coping lmao. I told one of my mates and he told me to get out of Essex for a while and stay with him. Genuinely considering it at this point. I need a break.

In other news, I’m looking for a nursery for Cory. I think it’d be good for him to meet other kids his age and it gives me one on one time with Aurora. I’ve been taking them both to kidspace a couple times a week to get them out the flat. They seem to be enjoying it so that’s good, I guess.

Since my last post, I’ve cut off about 6 different friends but I’ve made a fair few and I’m actually happy about it.

I honestly don’t even know why I’m typing all this out. But I needed to get it off my chest and short of talking it out, this is the next best thing.