So today is my birthday. Is that cheers and hoorays and laughter I hear? Probably not.
I went to Haworth today which has always been a favourite place for me to visit. On the way there I got lost twice, cried and tried to smash my phone. All before dinner time. My mum insisted on trying to make jokes that just weren't funny. Which made me feel so much worse :(
Then my mum wanted me to get a tarot reading. I wasnt happy about getting one as last time I had one they said nothing but negative things. That was before my suicide attempt and the ending of my relationship with Bernard.
She asked me to concentrate on an area of my life that I needed help with. At this point tears just streamed down my face. She didnt ask me to explain just to pick out some cards. The first two cards were about my life and she told me how i needed to stop being so negative about myself and that I did have lots of things to be happy about in my life. The things she said were so spot on and I just couldnt believe it. I pretty much cried for the next half an hour as the cards told of how for the last four months I had been in pain and sad but how I was coming to the end of that cycle. She said things would be a lot clearer and said that although my reading wasnt completely positive, it was no where near as bad as the one I had had in November. I had my reading taped so that I could listen to it later on too. I'm not going to share anymore because I dont think it would be fair to do that.
I'm not usually a person who just believes in things like this but I feel I had reason to have some hope for the future.
A sad, slightly older SP