The weekend was a bit of an up hill struggle. I’m doing ok as long as I keep busy. Trouble is I have to stop and it catches up with me.
Scattered Paula’s ashes yesterday. Something I never thought I’d have to do.
Didn’t sleep well, when I did I dreamt of Paula. Woke up this morning and it took a moment for me to realise she isn’t here anymore.
Work today and I crashed a lawnmower. No one hurt and no visible damage to the mower. It just took a lot of time and manpower to get the mower out of where it landed.
This should never have happened. And I’m not even sure how it did. I’ve been running on autopilot for over 6 weeks now.
Completely broke down, my emotions out of control. I’m exhausted, have been for sometime. I just can’t get ahead of it.
Don’t know what to do. Can’t see a way out of this. Feels like it’s never going to get better.
Work have been good about it.