I’ve started seeing a psychotherapist. I can’t afford to, but I can’t afford not to. I’m seeing it as an investment in mine and my children’s future. I feel as though I’m going mad. Am I ill? Have I gone insane? Is this all my fault? I need to know. I need someone to give…
Tag: Cover
Covered
Dreaming I am on Montague Lane with Izzy. I am pregnant. Izzy has a baby that is 18 weeks old; I am 18 weeks pregnant. Izzy’s baby was born three days before I conceived. I am wearing a skirt; suddenly it falls down. I have no knickers on, but I am wearing a white t-shirt that is just long enough to cover my bum if I hold it. I hold it down to cover myself up but then can’t be bothered anymore so I let go and take a chance. It remains down enough to cover me, although I…