Moving

I have three things happening at the moment, all quite big. I am a bit worried as the last time this happened I had a bit of a breakdown. I am just trying to take one thing at a time and hopefully I will be ok. The first one is moving house. Pretty major. Today I spent some time doing some packing. My mind wonders all the time and I imagine my family having to do this after I died. I know I am alive but maybe I am just doing the packing. I am packing up my old life in boxes. Luckily I run out of boxes. I really have lots of books. Now that I have started I don’t want to stop. Trying not to think of my last day in the house. I have to keep saying to myself, my life is different now but it doesn’t have to be bad, it can be better.