We all have stress in our lives, and I realized that I cannot manage the stress of my life without help. I started taking antidepressants again two months ago. The fog started to lift. Anxiety no longer had complete control over me. Smiling didn’t hurt. There was less self-loathing. Sleep came more easily.
Today I overcame anxiety with attendance at two events. There was more laughter than hand-wringing, more conversation than second-guessing. Is every day like this? No; but today I felt more like myself than I have in a while.
Recovery isn’t a switch. It is a process. Today I was an active participant in my life.