I am just so fucking sick and tired of things going brilliantly for a time, just to have it all fucking fall down around me as soon as I dare to start feeling good. On a day when I did my nails, felt good about my makeup and great about my clothes, saw great friends and had a good time following a really awesome counselling session, I did not want to come home and end up crying into a fucking cup of tea.
Fuck it all.