So after my first session of counselling at ‘the foundation’ I actually felt quite awesome. I felt happy having someone finally look into my head and try sort this jumble of a person out. I finally felt that being outside in a grey and drizzley by myself was an achievement. So as I left the foundation, I put on my music for the quick walk to Starbucks and it randomly picked ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’ by Queen. This definitely helped me realise my perky mood. And for the first time in months I was happy and happy to be out side. It was pissing it down and I was happy, in a swarm of people in Manchester. Even the dirty, smoke tainted air, felt good. So I pulled down my hood and felt the rain on my face and it felt good. I smiled at the sky, aware people were staring and didn’t care. I had a complete ‘don’t give a fuck’ attitude even when people started swearing because I was casually walking. I even treated myself to a raspberry cheesecake muffin and a pumpkin spice latte that wasn’t a small.
So all in all…not a bad day.
I even went into a shop and bought a pumpkin spice bath bomb all by myself.