I've just done something I can't believe I did. I wrote an email to someone I haven't spoken to in 13 years. I couldn't face contacting her before, but I got a group letter with her email, so I bit the bullet. I don't know how she's going to react, I hope it's a favourable reaction. I can't remember her well enough to predict. Maybe I did something stupid there, but I felt compelled to do it. Ever felt like that?

I'm still horribly depressed, but it's only a week and a half till I see my psychiatrist. I'm also going on a day out on Friday, to a huge craft shop. I'm looking forward to it.