Tuesday 23/03

Moving to Devon has been good for me. For the first time in many years I've got real friends, hobbies I enjoy, and even managed a relationship for the first time in 6 years. Ok, "managed" is probably the wrong word, as I cocked it up within 2 months, but thanks to this and her I'm probably less than a commitophobe than I was before. I'd say my life is objectively better. That my condition has taken a turn for the worse is unfortunate, but I feel more capable of coping with it than I would otherwise.