The first day back at school for Monkey, he was very excited. As the day as moved on, my anxiety has gotten worse and worse.
A year ago, I was in the position of doing both drop off and pick up and was managing the anxiety and starting to go further abroad.
Now, I feel like I am back to where I started, although without the debilitating depression, so thats a silver lining.
I have to go pick him up, but it has consumed me since I woke up, I have had a bath and cracked on with my cleaning jobs, but I am well aware of the stomach churning feeling I have. My chest is starting to feel heavy as well.
I did do myself lunch, but I didn’t fancy eating it once I got it.
2 hours to go. I can do this.