Doc today signed me off for another two months.

I'm gutted. I was really hoping things would pick up over the next few weeks, so I could get back to work in September.

But he obviously thinks I've got no hope of feeling any better, which leaves me feeling even more shit. And then there's the fact that it's becoming increasingly obvious I'm going to have to delve right back in to my abusive past, if I'm to have any hope of getting through this. And I so fucking do not want to do that.

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