A bit more clarity today. I'm not freaking out. Was it yesterdays freak out or listening to 22 chapters of the easy way? No clue... Still feel on guard. Waiting to slip back into that awful state. I pray not. But every time I feel a little better the next day feels like starting over.
So here I sit rubbing my faithful pup trying to keep my mind in the frame of I'm good. The worst is over. Tomorrow will be even better.
42 days.
