I got approved for a program that will pay for my ultrasound and subsequent care if needed. Glad about that. Only a few more days to wait until my appointment. So I’ve been doing research and have decided that if I had/have a terminal illness I would like to move to Oregon where they have a “Death with Dignity” law. That plan is not well received by my partner.
In other news:
I’ve been feeling surprisingly good lately. I felt good at my therapy sessions this week and had a good visit with my psychiatrist today. I think she (psychiatrist) was happily surprised that I was so up.
Well as usual happiness is short lived. Why is it there are always things, situations and/or people bringing you down?
Just one reason I hate this fucking life. Struggle and struggle to feel “normal” and it’s so easy to get knocked back into my shitty mindset by things people say and crap that happens to me.