Falling into place

Today was one for the books.

Woke up at 3:15 am…wide awake…I’ve been up ever since. 

I had an appointment with my psychiatrist this morning, and I was counting down the minutes at work this morning because I was so excited. I hadn’t seen him in 6 months!!! He asked me how I was doing…and I told him that I was doing really, really well. I’ll never forget his smile when I told him. He saw me at my worst…the medication changes, and the medication withdrawal. But we finally got it right. “If it ain’t broke…don’t fix it” He refilled my prescriptions and I was good to go. I’d see him again in 6 months. He told me that I had just made his day! And I almost cried…happy tears of course. 

I’m so excited for life again. It is a truly wonderful feeling that I had completely forgotten about. My psychiatrist said 2018 is going to be my year. And I honestly agree with him. 

I know I will have my struggles, and bad days. But there is light at the end of the tunnel. I can see it, I can feel it and I love it. 

Now, I’m going to take my medication and hope I get a good nights sleep. I need it. Tomorrow is Friday! I’ve accomplished so much this week; just thinking about it makes my head hurt. But I wouldn’t change a thing.