21 March 2013

Had a visit from social services today. I've seen the lady before and she remarked on the difference in me, that I wasn't as cheery as before.

I said that I am struggling to figure out what help I need, but I know I need more help. She's going to speak with her manager and get back to me with a plan. We'll see.

I've spent most of today trying to figure out what was so transparent about me and how I feel. Then it dawned on me. I am usually the quintessence of eloquence, but today I was struggling to find my words. It annoyed me. But then maybe that's the 'real' me, inside.

Frightened and unsure of myself is not how I want others to see me.