Oh dear.

My last post, with hindsight, was a little melodramatic.

I guess that's the nature of this illness. One minute everything is black and hopeless, the next you're buying flowers and making marinades (both of which I did today).

I like this new, happier me.

The new me buys flowers, cooks, cleans, makes "to do" lists and actually does the things on them.

The new me makes plans. I'm looking at Universities on Australia to do a post-grad course. I want to learn more before I go into the big wide world. There's things I want to see and do before I tie myself down to a job and actually start my adult life.

I'm excited for my future.

For now.