Things have not been going well over the past months. I have to redefine my life, alone, yet keeping my administrative ties with France.The move here costed me a lot of energy, but it had to be done. Living with a crazy landlady made things only worse, which led me to renting a small apartment.
The apartment is small, but sufficient. The past two months have been very tough, not only because of the moving, but also the way I'm treated by my soon-to-be-ex. It is frustrating to say the least, my therapist is worried about my state of being (stuck in chaos and lost too much weight), but I promised her I shall prevail somehow.
I've been fleeing from the harsh reality into a less harsh virtual one. Not a very healthy development, but my therapist agrees that it does keep me on my feet. If anything, I want to avoid being put in a clinic.
The therapy isn't progressing much, but at least it prevents me from collapsing, so that's something positive.
