tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11797408.post-1163192849643561882006-11-10T20:58:00.000Z2006-11-10T21:07:29.643ZI found writing the last couple of posts to be quite harrowing. I began to feel depressed again. I am better again now but it was a scrary little interlude. It was strange at first I thought that I was comming down with the flu and it wasnt until I found myself thinking about suicide that I realise what was wrong with me. In truth I am still quite low, not suicidally low, but not quite right either. <br /><br />My aunt and uncle visited yesturday. It was a plesant visit, we watched little Lutja play and talked about mum. They were very encouraging about my plans to become a nurse - somthing that made me feel great.<br /><br />ITs bloody cold. A few days ago I was unable to turn the radiators off and now I am unable to turn them on. I'm ok as I snuggle beneath a duvet and some blankets with a hot water bottle but I do worry about Lutja - she isnt used tot he cold. I keep encouraging her to come under the blankets with me like Buffy and Annie used to but she does not like being covered over.<br /><br />Tonight I satifised a craving for MSG and noodles from the chinese take away. Yummy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11797408-116319284964356188?l=littlelostghost.blogspot.com'/></div>The Little Lost Ghosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10856543170489218870noreply@blogger.com0