It’s been a while since I last posted a blog post. I’m sorry for that but the last few weeks have, for want of a better way of saying it, been hell emotionally wise. I have been going through weekly therapy sessions to try an help combat my stress and anxiety. We are now after a few weeks, getting to a point where are setting out goals to aim towards. I’m sick of always having panic attacks at the slightest things and worrying about minor things. I’m normally a very laid back person but recently I fret about the most irrelevant things that I would normally deal with in a calm logical way. Anyone who has suffered from stress, anxiety and depression will know what I mean when I say this. I’m sure over time, I will get better. Hopefully sooner rather than later.
At the weekend, I went for a few well needed days away to the beautiful city of York with Denise. It was the second visit to meet up with friends who we met in person for the first time last year. This time, the group also included my good friend Marc ( marccorn.co.uk ). I speak to Marc nearly every day on the phone, FaceTime, Google+ or Skype but this was our first time meeting him in person. It was really nice to get to see him in the flesh. It’s strange meeting someone you talk to all the time anyway, as its like already knowing them so the initial ‘getting to know you’ stage is missed out. Carl from ( www.lifeofcarl.co.uk ) was also there. I met him last year. All three of us already know each other from social networking so was great to have us all together. We joke on about being like the three musketeers, but Carl tries to call us the three muskerears. He is so camp sometimes.
( Left to right ) Steve, Jo, Andy, Trev, Becky, Darren, Phil, D, me, Marc, Laura ( Hiding away ), Carl and Dominic.
The weekend went really well and was over far to fast. We went to the haunted house on Stonegate on the Friday, which was an experience and a half. Denise and myself have now been there 4 times now. For me, it was the worst visit I had had. I felt ill from the moment I was across the threshold to the time I went to sleep at night. At one point during the tour, I had to check my mouth as it was like it had filled up with blood. If, like me, you are the type of person that like ghosty stuff, its well worth a visit. ( http://www.hauntedhouseyork.co.uk )
And heres a photo of my two amigo’s Carl and Marc
It was sad to have to come back home after such a nice weekend with such lovely people. Mind you, some nice caring person in the group gave some of us a loving momento to come home with. A horrible sore throat and runny nose. Thanks to whoever you are. I blame Marc personally but he blames Steve, another friend from our group.