The three months to make changes to the chair are over, and nothing has been done about the footrest. Ninety days. Ninety days have passed, and now I just have to pay, and I'm the one who loses out. They didn't put in the new battery either, so basically I made the changes to the chair for nothing, because I don't get out of bed. On the 7th, I went to get a haircut and felt more pain than usual.

With each passing day, I am more tempted to give in to alcoholism, which would be impossible, as no one would let me drink too much. I wanted to write a more positive post this time, but I can't mask my feelings here. Here I must talk about my frustrations and everything else; it's a personal blog. I'm tired, really tired. I spent two days completely melancholic, with the urge to cry.

We discussed a lot of things in the third session with the psychologist. I'll start getting up more, what really stops me is having everything on the internet, socialising, etc. On the internet, I can forget everything and be and do whatever I want. Outside of here, what do I do? Do I just stand there looking at something? Do I feel pain? No, I prefer to stay glued to the bed where there's internet. But I'm also tired of living chronically online, I just can't take it anymore.