Dear Diary,

My life's not what it was before.

I'm adapting.

I need to stay on the anxiety meds for a while. The anxiety attacks I feel are never too far away. Also I have lost a lot of my 'entourage' (a euphemism) that kept me sane. I have had to start over with a different crew.

I have a sudden urge to shit. I thought I was going to blog something deep tonight after my long day.

I better go...

no wait. It's an anxiety sensation, not an actual need to use the toilet.

I've finished working at the pictures desk of the Sentinel. It was a really interesting time. Now I need to carry on with life and move forward in some way. In some way...