… how amazing my new medication is. AMAZING. No, actually, it deserves more.
I haven’t cried in three weeks. I wake up feeling normal – like, I don’t want to get out of bed and go to work, not, I don’t want to get out of bed ever. I laugh and joke with people. I haven’t been snappy. I haven’t cried – did I mention that part? I haven’t had any anxiety or panic attacks.
*laughing* Okay, I’m not going to go that far. But still, I’m really fucking happy with this new outlook on life, and all it’s taken is one gigantic 75mg pill of happy every night. If I have to take this pill every day for the rest of my life to stay like this, I have no problem with that.
However, on the off-chance that it may become less effective or I may wish to wean myself off at some point, I have made an appointment with a counsellor who deals specifically with anxiety and panic. When I called EAP (oh yeah – it’s free – can this get better?) I specifically mentioned I wanted to see someone who can give me coping strategies, so we’ll see how it goes.
Life? Is good.