Today I am like a butterfly flitting from task to task, never finishing one thing. I cannot settle my mind. It’s spinning. This time, not on my mother, but on me, a topic that always unsettles me. I am putting lots of pressure on myself - to get out there. One, because I need a source of income, but I also need to meet some people my age. Start my life here. The task seems daunting.

with Mum all settled in at the Villa I have had time to focus a little more on my job hunt. I have been up early every morning looking at postings.

This morning I am filled with anxiety.

the what if’s…

my self-critic saying I am not good enough.

At times (such as now) I find it crippling.