Know what else I am? A person whose worst fear happened and it was suck-tastic, but I'm okay. I'm happy. I went out in public again. I'm going to a knitting group Wednesday night. Never been, too afraid. Now, I have a plan and I know I will live through it. Am I ready to toss the Klonopin? What, do I look crazy? Don't answer that. I just know now that it's happened it won't again, unless I stop my meds cold. That's stupid and people who get in trouble are usually upping their meds, or lowering them without consulting a doctor.
Are doctors perfect? Have you met a perfect person? Not me. However, they can give you a handle on where you stand and help you deal with adjustments in your life. I've found talking things out in their own time with someone trained to ask thought provoking questions to be of help. Once, I started being honest with myself and my doc. I also see an MD Naturopath as my regular doctor. They complement one another. Neither one likes the fact I go to the other, but I am not discussing it. There is more than one way to build a bridge.
So, what changes? I don't know. I'm waiting for time to show me the way and live without feeling like I'm waiting. There is a whole world out there I've missed for years. Screw fear. I'm not ready to do it all, but I have some goals, daily up, that I am meeting and if I get caught up in something, I can finish the goal tomorrow. That's life.
Back to it. What are you waiting for? Have fun, help others and feel. life is short, live. Tomorrow will take care of itself. I am not talking about not planning for retirement. I'm saying put the damn garden in THIS year. Stop waiting for a perfect __________ I've been all over the world and nothing is perfect. It's just different and fascinating.
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