10.30 a.m. I went to the support group here at the hostel today. I really want to get involved and start to get some of my self-confidence back but I just sat and listened again. Now I’ve got back to my room my mood has really taken a turn for the worst. I don’t know if it’s my failure to contribute at the support group that’s done it or my earlier conversation with the Witch.
There’s no half way house on the mood front for me. I’m either filled with optimism for the future or deep in depression.