Still going to the outpatient program. Still doing well. My family and I have had several blessings recently that have gotten us over this hump of rough times. Also, we're fighting less, which is always awesome.
I have also been getting out of the house more. I've gone out with friends recently and not cared so much about what I looked like or the weight I've gained since finding out I was bipolar. I've also started walking to try to take off some of the weight. It'll be a long exhausting process I'm sure but I am determined to look the way I looked a few years ago again.
Bad news: The thoughts racing through my head right now are fucking crazy. I think part of it is that I'm leaving my treatment soon and have no idea of what I'm going to do after treatment since my therapist does not want me working until I'm completely stabilized. Which could be a freakin long while.
Also, I have created my own little dramatic situation. I have so much drama in my life as it is that I really don't need to be creating more. In my defense, I feel that I can not help it. The heart is a crazy thing. And the heart does not care whatsoever if you're brain is trying to deal with a crippling mental disorder. So I will allow my heart to feel what it feels for the time being and then when I have a firmer grip on my head I will whip my heart into shape.
Good news though is that this new situation has taken focus off my deceased ex and my rapist who I am currently writing about for therapeutic reasons. Amen to that!
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