What is your least favourite part of the week?

My partner is finding this harder than I am and neither of us can say it.

Hardest part is that I am supposed to be the one who copes.

Very hard. Nothing specific. Just heavy from about eleven onwards.

Genuinely awful pain last night. Went in. Investigated. Not what anyone feared. Would go again.

I could not eat anything today and I am starting to be frightened by that. Going to ring the surgery in the morning.

A bad night, then a bad morning, then a manageable afternoon. It does turn.

Hard because it was ordinary and I had hoped ordinary would feel better than this by now.

My mother said something at lunch and I have carried it around all afternoon.

I have been rigid about food this week in a way I recognise from a long time ago, and I have messaged my therapist about it.

My partner is finding this harder than I am and neither of us can say it.

I stopped last week and today was the first day I properly missed it.