(17 Mar 2016, 9:47 pm)Jimmi wrote Well I think we all know what happened earlier, if you don't... The original intention today was to head to Hexham (plus possibly Haltwhistle) to catch the two loaned Solo's at Go North East's Hexham depot, unfortunately my 15 from Durham turned up 15 minutes late meaning my connection with the 689 in Consett could not be met meaning pretty much the whole plan for the rest of the day was in tatters. Fortunately the Optare MetroCity demonstrator appeared in Durham on the 20 so I got it up to Sunderland but wasn't totally impressed with my photo so I thought I could do better, so I picked a good spot with the sun in a perfect place in the Houghton-le-Spring area only for the service to be regulated making my efforts of standing for half an hour, pointless! Tried to get a better shot in Durham but the front was completely shadowed.
In addition to the above, I had some plank nearly hit me heading downhill on a bike whilst I was stood waiting for the 15 at Millburngate.
Nearly missed the first bus of the day as I was already pushing it for time then I had to shift some barriers as someone had moved them so it was blocking the footpath (this was not how the barrier was meant to be).
Also when I get angry I often lose sense of concentration which is a nightmare, today I somehow managed to nearly get myself ran down by a Fab Fifty Six (would have been totally my fault).
So all of this just set off my short fuses and left me totally angry and stressed.
Also, social anxiety has been causing some problems in the last few days, I need to do something but I can't bring myself to do it. This has been leaving feeling stressed and annoyed with myself.
So now I don't know whether to go to York like I was planning on doing or head to Hexham on Saturday.
Big'un gets extremely disorientated when he's stressed out and/or pre-occupied. You'll often see me holding his hand, even though he's as big as me because he's "road? what road?" or ready to walk away where he can't see me and will then panic.
he went through a really bad patch, a couple of years ago, while e were waiting for news of whether he'd get a place at his current school. I had him out of school for a few days, as his mental health was so poor and most of his class were on a residential, so it was a good time to give him a break. Being at home, he stopped with the tics and stims and self harm, but then we went for a walk and there was icy rain blowing in his face. Blinkers straight on, again - he ploughed through ever pile of mud and poo without even appearing to notice it.
So it's utterly crap, but you're far from alone.