Betterish.

I’m starting to feel like I’m starting to feel “betterish.”

Not all better, or even close to normal, just a little bit better I guess.

I’m actually able to breathe.

I guess it was good that I got so much sleep Saturday. I really needed it. I didn’t realize that I hadn’t slept at all on Thursday night after taking that new med, but my friend said I didn’t. I guess I was pretty out of it because I don’t remember some of that time…

Anyway… lesson learned.

I tend to place high hopes on med changes like they will be the solution to my problems and they very rarely are. Sometimes, but very rarely.

It was a good reminder.

I have 2/3 of a major paper due this weekend and and I’m trying to keep it in perspective.

I can do it. It’s not beyond me.

Hopefully I get a therapist assigned to me this week too.

That would be awesome.

Anyway, just popping in to say thanks to everyone for all of your support these past few weeks. It’s not been pleasant, but growth always comes from the crappy stuff if I let it.