yep cbt is working slowly for me....
although im working my way to lewes on the train and the journey between polegate and lewes is an absoulutely killer. i keep throwing myself into my newspaper to escape looking out the windows at the vastness of fields. Still not able to cope with this yet but im determined and im going to keep trying and i WILL make one of the meetings.
it's been a mixture of emotions for me this week on tues i took a bunch of students ( im a teacher) to bexhill on the train for an art exhibition and i was fairly fine even though i was a little worried about being responsible for them. I was sooooo pleased with myself tues night but then weds came i took a trip to lewes and i was wondering whether im ever going to lead a normal life again....
There is one thing though i appreciate places a lot more than i ever did before i havnt travelled anywhere in years and this last year even towns on my doorsteps i feel i'm truly seeing them for the first time. i take everything i see in and store lovingly. i have visualised it all through hazy memories over the years and im busy comparing old memories, my imagination's images made up through people's conversations and what im seeing at that present time. It truly is amazing to have so much appreciation for your surroundings.
I know that journey well! I elected to study an HND in Brighton (less stressful than a degree) but was told at the very last minute that I'd have to travel to Hastings College! I did it on and off but ultimately couldn't make it to St Leonards everyday and had to quit.
I have mixed feelings about getting past Lewes. The scenery and openness is lovely and although in one sense it's leaving town, in another it feels like nothing is in the way of my journey and I usually get that very 'train-like' feeling of getting there without the impedance of traffic jams.
I don't read a newspaper but I used to take an mp3 player, a laptop, a games console ...... I made sure that if I felt a bit dodgy that I had enough distractions to get me home! I had some 'emergency films' on my laptop so I could just watch them, very intensely, until I got back into Brighton. I must have looked a bit daft wearing that big rucksack every day!
I'm getting out and about a lot more too and I can really identify with your experiences. I hadn't lived in Brighton very long before I became ill. It's quite exhilarating to finally be out there and joining up the dots.
It sounds like you've got the right attitude Zube. Your doing it and coping and you ought to take pride in that. Doesn't sound like you're going to give up either!
Did the responsibilty of being with the students turn out to be a problem or did you find that it focussed your mind on the 'real world'?