I don't think I will be doing any work today. I woke up thinking I had a full cutlery drawer of spoons. A walk round the park and then going round the co op has disabused me of that. I am exhausted again. I had to go in the studio to put my frozen stuff away. Of course they were all asking if I was better and what was wrong. It's still a sad sign that I could not tell them. If I had cancer I would get sympathy but with this lot I am sure I would get lots of useless advice. Everyone thinks they are an expert when it comes to telling someone with a mental health problems what they should do to get better.