When I was first diagnosed I was pretty stressed out, as anyone would be. I finally went onto anti depressants, which have helped me, but I was prone to depression before diagnosis.

I have also learnt to tell myself that things don't matter nearly as much as I thin they do. For instance, I'm sick with the flu at the moment, and theres washing sitting waiting to be hung out, but hey that doesn't matter at the moment, getting better does, and the washing will wait. Its taken ages to let myself be ok with things that I once would have done with out thinking twice about, but now they just have to wait. Hope this makes a bit of sense, as I said I've got the flu, and my brain seems to have been blown out my nose!!