I had a lovely day with Mum. We had a good chat, watched some TV and did some research into the family tree. We also had a little cry together about my brother Rob.
I'm not talking to Helen at all and she was out for most of yesterday which suits me. We're going to have to get rid of our goats because Helen doesn't want to be with me anymore so we're going to have to sell our house and won't be bale to buy somewhere with land to keep them. The goats are gorgeous and it was so nice to have our own milk and make our own cheese. I have spent so much time looking after them, building shelters, milking shed and milking stand as well as just sitting with them. I thought we were living an idyllic life but obviously I was wrong. Helen says she doesn't know what she wants other than the fact she doesn't want me.
Whether it is Mum's company, the increased medication, the anger I'm feeling or a combination of all three I'm not sure but I'm not feeling quite as bad as I did last week.
I made some dinner for both of us and I know Mum is worrying that I'm not eating enough.
Another bad night sleep for me though, waking at half three again so I'm feeling quite tired.
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