Limbo

I’m still in limbo. I’m having to re-interview for the job i didn’t want (and didn’t get) over at LPU. The interview is on Wednesday afternoon. Vacants performance team are moving up to the site i’ve been working on since the end of January on the 2nd September,bugger. This was the team that helped get me into this mess. Overall the work situation isn’t doing me any good. I’m struggling to leave the house and when i’m out of the house i have an overwhelming need to be back home. It’s been so bad that my GP has put me on valium for work days. She’s also referred me to Sheffield Occupational Health and Advisory Service as they’re there for the employee not the employer. I see them on Wednesday morning (before said terrible interview).
Fortunately Uni is going well and my tutor is trying to talk me into doing a PhD after i’ve finished my MA. I’m currently working on my mini dissertation, the last piece of research this year.
Ray and the kittens (well Bodhi and Bella are a year old next week, so not really kittens) are the source of much love and i’d be so lost without the three of them. I finish working with the psychologist at the ED unit on the 5th September. I’m frustrated that i’m not much bigger than i was this time last year. I feel i’ve had this one shot at recovery and failed, and i’ve let my friends down. I can continue seeing the lovely dietician for 6 more months and see a specialist nurse. I’m also on the service user group there. This is to help the service set up a day hospital as alternative to inpatient admission. I find the sessions a little out of my comfort zone, but i feel so grateful for the help i’ve had from the unit that i want to give something back.