I seem to always get nighttime blues. I think it’s a mixture of stuff. Having to be back living in Linda’s, James going to our house by himself, knowing I have a similar day facing the monotonous tasks I should know but have to learn again (walking/moving my limbs/speaking clearly etc) not knowing when this scary nightmare will end, having to try and manage my emotions to stop the sadness creeping in. Tonight has made it worse. I have a REALLY sore throat. This is the second really one I’ve been conscious/realisation of having. But it’s way worse than the first one was. I hope it doesn’t effect me trying to carry out my daily activities/exercising. It’s so uncomfortable. Its bringing me down just having it.