I was discussing my last appointment with my pdoc with the family last night, and My son agrees that i have come on leaps and bounds since i moved from London and have a bit of support.
But he is worried that i am holding on to some of the problems because i am worried that, if i get well, then i would be forced to move back to london and the whole thing would start over. But looking back at some of my earlier posts i have come a long way and should accept that i am getting better and perhaps finally accept that i am on the road to recovery.
My son has re assured me that i wont be thrown out of the annex and be forced to live on my own, but he dose hope that i will start to do things for myself like take and arrange my own medication. Or look after my finances for my self.
It is something i have to consider as maxine is about to give birth she will have two little ones to look after.
So perhaps it is time to let go of the apron strings and try and fend for myself a bit more.