Did not expect to post again today.

So I said I wouldn’t post in Italy but I lied. I need to for me.

I’m just going to have a moment. C and Mildred are really understanding. I just need to be on my own.

I need a time out and at this moment finding it all really overwhelming.

I’m siting in my towel on the balcony which 10 minutes ago I found beautiful but now I don’t and that’s okay. I need to vent this out and let myself feel for a bit. Someone extremely close to my heart just told me to do what I need to do to make myself happy and writing this on the balcony is it. I’ll then feel better and can go enjoy the town I know is beautiful, just not at the moment. It’s okay to have a time out.

I don’t care if this old man sees me in my towel right now.

The sun feels nice on my back

I am now calming down my breathes and realise I didn’t bring sunglasses and am squinting very hard.

Hopefully my mood will pick up later.

Could also just be tired and the shitty diet but I think you know what I might just be a bit sad at the moment and thats okay because I know how to deal with it.

Brushing my hair in the sun feels nice. The yellow is annoying me a bit now. I have bogeys running down my nose.

I keep breathing and feel calmer again.

Self care folks. This happens. You can still

Enjoy travelling. Mental health is wealth so give yourself the 10 mins to be sad and then do what makes you happy. I think mine is writing this at the moment.

My hair smells nice. And now I notice the hills between the yellow buildings and it’s all really nice again. I am actually happy again. I’ve never actually let myself feel so much. Had a good cry in the shower and now boom I’m back and can be fun Erin that Cathrine and Millie like. And more importantly the person I like.

And just like that, my panick attack is over and I’m all good again.

You can’t be happy all the time, that would be redic.

Aussie hair shampoo is nice.

I would like a glass of wine on the balcony. I’ve remembered I’m not alone now because of a message someone sent me. Talking helps me. Going to drink water.

C and Mildred tell me not apologise. I hope they are okay with all this.

Clean underwear feels so nice.

I am so hungry.

Please don’t be scared of people with mental health issues!!!

This is not my life by the way. A very small part of it. And I want it to get even smaller so that’s why I’m writing and hoping others realise it’s okay too.

Cannot wait for pizza and to have good girls chat. Not about mental health. Think I’m going to post this now. Part of my therapy and feels right.