They Call Her Emily

And Emily is my new therapist. I switched from my old center to a new one this month. My first appointment is on Thursday.

Though I do still get anxious sometimes when I’m alone usually at night I have been feeling much better. I’ve been taking my meds on time and sleeping through the night. I don’t feel so angry and irritable and I’m being much nicer to my grandmother which she surely appreciates.

This January is also special in another way. I’m starting volunteering and I’m planning on going to adult education classes so I can finally after putting it off earn my GED (Well it’s the HiSet in my state now but that’s a convoluted story.)

I’ve been more active. I’m sorta kinda making friends here in the city. I’m trying to get my life back in order. When I say bipolar completely fucked over my life. I’m not exaggerating. It completely threw a wrench in my plans and I made some mistakes but I’m better now. I’m ready to move on now.

Until the next update!

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