It’s ok that you couldn’t take part in the walking group today.
It’s ok that you had a couple of mini breakdowns, breakdowns that could have been a lot worse.
It’s ok that you ‘only’ made it to the hospital and met some of the other members of the group.
It’s so much more than ok. It’s amazing.
Look back, look back to when you couldn’t leave the house, couldn’t look at the front door from the inside without a full blown panic attack, couldn’t touch the hall door handle without collapsing against the door crying. Look back on that and see just how far you’ve come.
Look at you: going out food shopping twice a week with your Mum, going bowling once a week with your Step-Dad, going to restaurants once a month with family and friends, going out full stop!
You have not been defeated. You have taken another step forward and next week you will take another one. And slowly, bit by bit, baby step by baby step, you will make it, and one day, in your future, you will be able to do this stuff. It will still be hard, and it will still be tiring, but you will be able to do it, because you are strong and awesome and a fighter.
Lots of love,
You’re going down!
Fighting you every step of the way.