I realised the other day, as I watched my 6yo eat from his ducky-decorated lunch plate and drink from a cup that has penguins floating in the bottom of it, that I was jealous.
I’ve never had a penguin cup. My plate has a boring flower pattern on it. And his bedcovers are Lego, mine are just... dots.
Wouldn’t it make me happier to embrace my childish side again? I used to wear t-shirts with pictures on, and funky coloured socks. Then I grew up. I started dressing like other 30 year olds and I guess I thought I had to stop doing all that fun stuff.
But actually, I think I’d like to have a penguin cup. And Lego on my bedcovers. And a t-shirt with a superhero on the front.
Stressing over fear of stress if that even makes sense 
Newly diagnosed and in therapy, trying to make sense of it all. 
Asking for help from those who have been restored to a sense of normalcy
I'm finally able to put it in words. But it still doesn't make sense. 
In need of support and a sense of community
