It's been a month since I last wrote anything which has shocked me a bit. Though I've been trying to tell myself to write something, but either not doing so or just not having much to write about. Today I don't know if I've got much to say really, but I've got some time and just want to put something down.
The biggest event over the past month I would say is my own stupidity that led to me injuring my foot. I had to go into the estate agents that I rent my flat from, over one or two issues, and decided to check on something else. That something else led to me getting upset due to the misinformation that I was given. I was already worked up, not so much stressed, however the news that I was given really stressed me out. I tried to compose myself and question the information and they just kept giving me more false information and this was antagonised me. I couldn't stop myself from getting worked up and stressed, and even though I was controlling myself it wasn't preventing my mood from falling.
Eventually I had to get up and walk out of the shop, otherwise I'd have either said something or burst into tears, which I didn't want. As I was leaving they said they'd phone me with some answers to the questions I'd posed. As I walked out the shop I wanted to scream or lash out in pure frustration. I saw a small wall around the front of the shop and was going to kick it, but thought better of it, but kicked a lamp post instead. That lamp post swayed a few inches, it was enough to get rid of nearly all the emotion that had built up, but not quite. I walked a few yards and sat on the wall, and burst into tears, not in pain but in frustration.
Once I got over the frustration, and stooped crying I started to walk, but realised I'd done some serious damage to my foot. I went to my friends house before heading home. Once at home I knew that I had to get to the hospital with my foot. I spent the next 5 hours sat in and around A&E. The x-rays didn't prove conclusive that I'd broken or not. They plastered my leg, and I had to return the following day, where they took the plaster off and replaced it with a tubegrip on instead.. That was nearly 2 weeks ago, and the foot still has bruising on it, and it's still uncomfortable to walk on. I'm using 1 crutch at the moment if I'm walking any sort of distance, otherwise short walks are done without any crutches.