Then and Now
I started to feel it at around 4:30 this afternoon: the feeling of dread that suffocated me for almost two years.
I managed to shake it off until I got home. Then Ross asked me to do something in a non-friendly tone (not because he was being mean, but because he was in the middle of cooking dinner while a puddle was forming on our kitchen floor) and I found myself in tears. But just for a minute. And that’s the difference between then and now.
Now, rather than sinking into it like I used to (and taking to my bed like I used to), I’m pissed.
Now, I refuse to buy into it.
Now, I’m choosing to push through it, every minute and every day until it’s gone again. The more I do it, the fewer and farther between these spells are.
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I’m so proud of you Val, it’s brought a little tear to my eye.
It must be tough, but you’re getting through it one day at a time.