I have been pretty quiet lately. Not much writing is done when I am feeling ok. No panic attacks or anxiety attacks. No crying spells. Feels pretty good right now. I am back in the swing of thinking about someone other than myself.
I find it hard when I am feeling well to focus my thoughts on the things I know I need to work on. Does that seem strange? I’m just going through the daily motions of life without anything really bothering me.
The sad part is that I know it won’t last. This feeling won’t last.
I’ll try to enjoy myself while its here.