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tuesday.
Had minor panic attack last night when I sat up awake, because I felt too restless to sleep. As always, during these periods when things are picking up mental health wise, I get completely obsessed with physical health instead and develop tendency to hypochondriac thoughts. I become completely sure I'm sick and dying and need to see the doctor immediately, stuff like that. It can get pretty overwhelming, though for the most part I can rationalize it away somewhat.
Otherwise I had an extremely good day yesterday, although it ended on a bit of a stressful note when K. and I had to suddenly, urgently plan a trip to Odense in a month's time, when K. is attending a Rammstein concert there. Finding a hotel at such short notice was almost impossible, but we found a solution we think might work.
I've been writing a little bit on my Omina project the past days and then on some other stuff, too, so my attention has been somewhat divided and I can feel that isn't working for me, so I'm turning my full attention back to the fic now, so I can get it done. I'm so close, almost done with November and then it's just December left... I can do this! strong girl pose
K. is going to be very busy this coming weekend, so I hope to be able to just write through Saturday and Sunday and maybe actually get somewhere good and then, finish it all up next week. That would be awesome.
Had a really good talk with my social worker yesterday which I'm still feeling really good about. We assessed that if I take a break from my therapist, I can generate that energy into our sessions instead and maybe make even more progress than we currently are. That would be great.
Also went for a nice walk earlier. The sun is out and everything looks ready for summer, although it's still on the chilly side and rather windy. I went to look at our local church which is such an old, charming building. I always loved churches, favourite spaces in the world.
Everything is blossoming right now.

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How peculiar that it had to be Barcelona, but some things are like that! I always wanted to go see Lady of the Camellias in Paris, I think it's something about the story "coming home" in that city, but I'm actually not sure. It's just a dream of mine.
We'll have a fun trip and I'll talk all about it on here.