Truth

The bad interview has knocked me sideways. I am now feeling hugely depressed.

I bought V a present while I was out buying myself a couple of things, a present she doesn't want. I saw it, thought of her, and then bought it. It never occurred to me she wouldn't want it.

I've also said to V that the whole NY thing is a bad idea, even if she is OK with it, I'm sure her chap will be none too pleased. Additionally, I think I'm trying to buy myself some happiness with the whole thing. It came up just after the bad interview, when the depression was really starting to bite.

Spoke to J this evening on the phone, she thinks I need to go and see a councilor, I'm inclined to agree.