but I thought that probably wouldn't be appropriate
Anyways I just found out my brother has been sectioned and that he has been
sectioned far far away.
Cue..long shouty post in the rant room...lots of frantic phone calls..loads of stess and tears...and a sharp, sudden worsening of my depression.
But that hasn't happened. Obviously i'm not singing and dancing in the street...
but i'm o.k. with the news, I can accept it.
It's a new and strange feeling for me, I don't feel guilty about it.
It feels liberating and I think I like it. x