Misssy, I am not an anxious person. I am pragmatism personnified.
I have effed up the diazepam again - that's really why i can't sleep.
The eye thing? Well, if the flashing lights had gone on I would have gone to the ER, but they stopped, so I'm not really that worried about retinal detachment.
What's keeping me awake is lack of diazepam, which I have figured out the reason for. At last! i called the diazepam doc today and told him I'd run out and he told me he'd see me on Friday, and that I would survive. And of course, he's right. he also asked me to try to figure out why it happened and I suddenly realised what had been happening.
Jim has a bunch of friends, all with AUD. They come round occasionally.
Lately, one of them has been just walking through our back door unannounced, twice a day, and he is doing my head in. Our apartment is completely open-plan, so there's nowhere i can go to escape him - and it's veery hot in London at the moment so most of the time I'm lying on my bed naked. Well, you wouldn't like a bloke to suddenly just walk in on you twice a day, every day, nd especially not with anything on........
Both Jim and I have asked him to STOP. He says he will stop. And then he turns up again, the very next day.
Today I met a friend for coffee and when I got back, there he was! I just walked right back out again. I feel that my personal space is being invaded. And all he talks about is his problems. He even came to tell us he'd lost his bus pass once. And another time he came to tell us that he'd cut his finger slightly.
I mean, WTH is going on? i don't feel that it's my home any more. Jim and I have been arguing about it, too, which I really don't want to be doing.
Paper Fairy suggested to me that I write this dude a letter, explaining all this. What do you think?