I’ve fallen back into depression, which is not surprising given the stressfulness of my language program and the recent death of my uncle.
Unfortunately, my depression has me wandering back into dangerous territory. I’m apparently experiencing psychotic thoughts (according to my therapist) about harming myself. They are very strong and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to withstand them. For now I made an agreement with my therapist to stay safe until Monday. That will be a challenge.
I’m so tired of this. I don’t want to get hurt. I’m afraid of causing permanent damage or worse. I’m also afraid of the possibility of hospital again. I absolutely hate it there.
Wish me healing thoughts, everyone.