Friday 3rd August
After lying awake until around 4am thinking I fiiinally dropped off. Then I was off dahn tahn to the Job Centre Plus to sign on. A security guard followed me up in the lift- how's that for service. I don't think i've been to any government place with as much security.
Although I am totally entitled to free money, I felt like a big old fraud sitting in the offices, given that I have a job starting next month. I will be amazed if I get any cash or help with my rent or council tax. It will be really good if I can though...
I feel better today. Still not entirely right but i've not shed any tears and was able to sit outside in the sun and read Spillane for a good couple of hours without unpleasant thoughts intruding. Maybe stuff was building up or something. I don't know.
I feel a little withdrawn, but other than that okay. Sort of neutral, calm; I'm past the spazzing out. I'm resigned to being buttoned-up when I next encounter MW#1; it's not like I haven't been through this before.
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