Tangible Proof

I can feel myself pulling out of the depression and anxiety.  Last night, I went on an hour long walk with Bug. Having the energy to even think about doing that is pretty big.  I also interviewed a new roommate on Monday.  She seems awesome and Bug took to her right away which is a good sign.  I have counseling tonight.  The combination of the meds and the counseling seems to be doing the trick.  I still have a long way to go but seeing the tiny speck of light at the end of the tunnel is so refreshing.  The anti-anxiety med for flare-ups is not really working for me.  It knocks me out for about 18 hours.  I took one after the Fremont Fair.  Being around so many people for so long had me on edge.  I was still tired the next day.  Thank goodness that was a Sunday so it was OK to be drowsy but I still lost that day.

I am moving forward and pushing myself to do more than just work and sleep.  I have been reading while sitting in the grass with Bug in the evenings.  I am reading the Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver.  It's interesting but not the best book I've ever read.  Anyway, the point is....progress!