Had a pretty good weekend. I saw the Doc on Friday, we had a great chat as we always do, she gave me a nice hug before I left, things would be much harder to cope with without her there to listen to me and give me support.
I went out walking on Saturday morning and saw an old friend from my past, he was my best friend for a while when we were young kids. I walked past him, he was turned slightly sideways and didn’t notice me, so I didn’t say anything, I just walked past, I was too scared to say anything. I don’t know what it is, but seeing old friends or boys who knew me when I was a kid freaks me out, I get so nervous, I’m much better meeting new people. Maybe it’s the fact they know just a little of my past and the troubles I had when I was a kid not going to school and ultimately stopping going out completely, maybe that’s the reason, I don’t know, all I know is it freaks me out. In some ways i wish I had the guts to just say hello to him, it may have been nice to have a chat with an old friend, but as I said I didn’t have the guts to say anything, it surprised me seeing him, my instant reaction was just to get past him without saying anything.
Other than that the weekend was fine, bit tiring but okay.