Im feeling uneasy tonight. A mild anxiety has returned, and I feel it rising in me. I know exactly why. Its approaching the time I was ill with Covid. Those cold December nights, the long dark nights and that boredom that made time drag. When I go outside to do a few routine jobs as its coming in dark, it just all comes back to me. I knew this would happen. As ive written before I dont like December. I just feel that everything here surrounds me with the memory. A season cannot be avoided and can be a carrier of good or bad memories.
Finally, today I have inquired about an appointment with a councillor. At one point last summer I couldnt face it, then when things improved I thought I didnt need it. As a farmer I am very down to earth about undertaking something without quite knowing whats entailed, or where its leading. Exactly what Im going to say I'm not sure. As for bad stuff that is uncomfortable to talk about, well yes, there is quite a bit of that, but I guess they have heard it all. Im not sure even if the cause is a cause or whether this is all Covid spin off. I think that is why I'm hesitant. The thought it might all be a wild goose chase. One thing is for sure though it will do me good to talk about something, anything.
Its as though my mind gets stuck in a rut, and sometimes a little thing can make me snap out of it. If nothing else it will be a new experience for me.