Dude. Seriously.

Right, so here goes. I've got to balance the bad things in life with the good. My need to wallow in stasis with my need to just carry on with life.
I'm in a bit of a better place than I was a week ago, obviously. I don't have to numb myself chemically to feel okay, which is a plus.

Small things that have been invaluable:
- sweet sentiments from friends
- Laurika's enormous plush Eeyore, which she lent to me before she went to Scotland
- hugs from flatmates, tea from flatmates, flatmates' well-bent ears
- all manner of chocolate, all manner of wine
- new winter jumpers, which, when worn, are like day-long woollen hugs
- and my sweet new nano, bought last week, which brings me much joy

It always helps to think that there are people in other places who are far worse off, too.

So while things aren't, and will never be, the same, and while it might be too soon to say 'I'm fine' convincingly, the limbo in-between is proving doable, and doable I can do.