Yesterday was basically a blah day. Trying to stay positive is hard work! I couldn’t quite seem to break free from the funk of a day that started out on bad footing. I did have therapy again, which was helpful — a bit. But it was just one of those days where every which way I turned I felt like I was getting back-handed across the face by life. In
Yes, yes it is! Amidst all the other changes currently in process, I have opted to also throw in therapy. Year of change it is! I’m hopeful that 2012 essentially marks the beginning of my new life as a whole being. This isn’t my first go at therapy. I have been in and out, here and there, dabbling in various methodologies and modalities since I was about 12 years old.
After spending time researching school districts and areas, then giving the list of districts (I pre-approved) to the kids for their own research purposes, we’ve settled on where we plan to plant ourselves next. They’re pretty excited about it, which is really nice. I’m pretty excited simply because I’ve been wanting out of this immediate area for pretty much the entire past 20 years! So now that we are sure
Tuesday was an interesting day here. I got notice that my divorce complaint was successfully filed and that I now needed to serve my husband and get him to sign an acceptance of complaint. In continuing to try to keep this civil and simple, I obviously served him myself. Directly after, I had to explain what it meant and what happens next because I honestly believe he has no clue.
Today is day six since I decided to toss out the Zoloft. It worked well for a while (actually, I just looked back and it’s been almost exactly a whole year!) but in relation to my recent bout of insanely high anxiety, depression and non-stop crying spells, I figured maybe I should have listened when my doctor suggested taking a break. Fresh Xanax script on the ready though for fall