Today I had friends here from USA and i really was in two minds whether i could cope with it,mainly because my usual get and and go had all but forsaken me,i just wanted to dwell in my misery.
My friends arrived ,along with a few more friends,and we laughed and joked,and yes we did partake of wine,and oddly i seemed to regain my reason for living,something i never expected to happen,plus my home lends itself to people,it becomes a happy house when people are around.
Without dwelling on the subject i have been to hell the past 2 years,and it had reduced me to a wreck.But now i see my old self emerging as i have always been a people person.
I just hope my recovery continues.