The concept of asking for help... Not something I've ever been good at. In terms of what kind of help? I'm not in touch with my therapist any more. And I'm uneasy about telling my family. Although they were suppotive last time there are definately bigger fish to fry at the moment. My brothers wedding approaching, my mum's very ill fighting cancer for the sixth time. Kinda makes me a bit irrelevant right now. I lost a lot of friends first time round so wouldn't confide in them. And my partner wouldn't handle it well at all.
Wow that makes me sound like a right tool.
Do you think it naïve of me to think that its too soon to say I've lost control?