Waiting... With Fingers Crossed

"Being apart teaches us how to be together."

The one thing that seems to be coming up an awful lot with this lockdown is the lack of contact between people. I'm extremely lucky to have spent the lockdown with my best friend, my husband, Andy. The time spent together has done us a lot of good and I've enjoyed being with him. Not everyone has been so lucky to have been able to spend lockdown with their other half. There have been a lot of people who have had to spend lockdown alone. They've not been able to get their fill of cuddles or kisses. Andy's played a huge part in keeping me sane. He still is keeping me sane. A lot of people might not realise that having depression means that I tend to have episodes of deep sadness, followed by seasons of stability. Right now, I feel like I'm going into a season of stability, the season of deep sadness is behind me. When the deep sadness hits, then I struggle to find the desire to do anything. I say 'sadness' but in honesty, it's more like a huge swirling mess of negative emotions that are crowned by sadness. Andy's my rock, and is my thread of reality when everything around me seems so dark and uncertain.

Enough with the babbling. I do have another start day, so fingers crossed that I get to start on Wednesday (this Wednesday), and I'm hopeful that I'll be able to get into the system. I'm looking forwards to being able to get my teeth into this new job. One I start, it'll be unlikely that I'll write anything about work, due to the nature of the work I'm going to be doing. My posts will become more irregular as I'm going to be writing about life when I'm not working. My life is going to revolve around my shifts. It's very exciting!

More soon!