I wish I could have said, "No!" to November.
The month was a constant tightrope act between "surviving" and "struggling", as my anxiety level rose and life became dreary.
A local woman made hundreds of poppies to raise funds for two local branches of The Legion. The top one in the photograph is Lisa's, while we gifted the other three to my Strata Council colleagues as "thank yous".
Drinks (and treats) became more important than ever!
Distractions and escapism became coping mechanisms, not just entertainment. We logged too much screen time as therapy.