I've been in touch with my close friends in Wales. They are part of my adopted family. Her late mother was one of my closest people. As soon as I can manage it I shall be going to see them. The last time I visited was when they got married last year. I have missed them. I still haven't been in touch with my brother though. I just don't know what to say.
So while feeling very happy with having made contact with them, and also feeling happy about being able to use my camera again, the anxiety and depression are still being a cunt. It's a peculiar and strange feeling, when you experience extremes of both happiness and worry at the same time. How I wish I were like 'normal' people, and not have to go through all this.
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