My day 7

today I woke up around 10 am. My cat wakes me up most of the time three times at night/midnight and starting the day. She likes to get on top of me. it’s funny. When I woke up my husband was home already so he cleaned my cat’s litter, I cooked.. we ate. I was happy that he was home, I feel better… I feel safe. I’m starting to have anxiety being around people. I see the shadows laughing at me and that gets me angry but I have to put a good face for everyone, it’s not easy. My day is about fighting depression and anxiety. I cried in the bathroom and it made me feel good. I think that I’m a nobody and worthless. I have to stand and say quietly “Yes am somebody and yes I can”… I still hear these voices to hurt myself but I’m getting distracted by vooking. I made a vanilla custard, it came out good. But anyway my day flew so fast. mo ists time to go to sleep. i had a good day after all. Good night and tomorrow will be better