had a therapy appointment that went extremely well yesterday.  i’m sure i’ve mentioned this before, but i really dig my therapist.  i’ve been seeing her every two weeks for several months.  initially, upon release from the Behavioral Hospital, i was going once a week.

she asked the date of our next appointment  , and after i checked my trusty blackberry, i told her 2/10.  and then i went on to say that i’d like to hold off scheduling any further appointments until February, as i think i’m ready to cut back to once a month.  she was thrilled, as she’d been thinking that as well.

the past few weeks, going Seroquel-less, have been really great.  i seem to have regained my creativity, have a 1000 ideas for projects i’d like to start.  my sense of humor has also returned.  yay all around.

but today, for some reason, i’m really struggling.  i’m seemingly on the edge of tears a good part of my time. it came out of nowhere.  i’m trying to plow my way through work, and hoping it goes back from whence it came.

Filed under: me & My Therapist, mental health, mental illness Tagged: anxiety, depression, mental health, mental illness, therapy