I’m still awake at half 4 in the morning. I’m mentally preparing myself for the week ahead. It’s an autistic thing. I literally visualise anything that could possibly happen during the new week. Then I’m mentally ready for it. I’m now fully ready to get the dwp’s PIP review decision whatever it may be. I am also mentally ready to hear the outcome of the 117 aftercare review meeting. I’m totally zen about everything which could potentially go against me. I’m balanced and prepared for anything. I will remain full of love and refuse to go to a place of hate. I’m also slightly topped up with alcohol so that is why I’m speaking this philosophical stuff. I get tipsy quickly on antidepressants… it doesn’t take a lot. It’s so much better to be full of love. Hate just ends up hurting you because it can turn inwards. I don’t like wasting time on negative crap. It’s just not productive. Life is for living. I’ve moped around for long enough. I’m over my hang ups. I can deal with them now.