I am actually shi**ing myself in preparation for this afternoon. All I’ve done so far today is hide away from the heat in my bedroom with a fan to accompany me. But in just a few hours I have to brave the outdoors and go pick up the girls I nanny from school. It will be 35°C (95°F) and I will be wearing a cardigan.
Here’s to me trying not to die of hyperthermia… Pray for me people!
(Seriously though, I am struggling so much to accept the consequences of my self-harm scars and what it means for me today and in my future. I’m really sad and bloody anxious. That is all.)