Somethings never change. Five days after my thyroid op, I am healing up well but still a bit to go. But home comes Julie from school today, self harms yet again and has to be packed off to hospital for stitching. I must have done a good job at hiding my feebleness from her then 🙂
I have taken to writing more about these incidents back on my JuliesMum blog (today’s is here). I am not sure why I feel the need to separate out these two parts of my life: I suppose I am vaguely aware that not everyone relishes the (often rather gory) details. My JuliesMum blog is often read (or used to be read) by many people who have their own struggles with mental illness, who are neither surprised nor repelled by news from the roller coaster, but who may not have heard the tale from a carer’s perspective before.
It is hard for Julie at the moment, with exams looming and me out of action. I was a little harsh on her when I packed her off to the hospital, frustrated by being unable to change anything, but I am truly sorry she feels so bad. Let’s hope she feels stronger soon.