I don’t know if it’s the meds, or resignation, or the holiday, but things have been pretty steady. I think it’s been a week since my last panic attack. No crying episodes. I don’t think I’ve even lost my temper in the past week.

I guess that’s a good thing.

I try to be patient with myself, and remind myself that it’s okay to feel whatever it is I feel, that I don’t have to do anything with it.

I remind myself that I don’t have to get everything done right this minute.

I remind myself that I don’t have to have everything planned down to the very last detail.

I remind myself that I am loved, needed, valued, missed, that people care about me.

So I guess today I’m okay.