I realized this when I went to type the title... and a 16 came up already with the title of my first post... haha, wow...
I just wanted to make a note of my nail biting habit. For awhile I didnt bite my nails at all, when my DP was bad. I didn't do anything really, because I felt so out of it. But I've had these little bursts of "waking up" and I'll bite my nails again... I know it's a bad habit and I want to quit, but for now it's a good sign. I have therapy today, and I think after two weeks of considering this, I want to go to therapy every other week, instead of every wednesday. I think I'm ready. I feel so hopeful at times I could cry, haha... But I can't wait to start writing about other things that I'm passionate about instead of this horrible disorder... I feel that day is closer than I think. I am able to control my panic and anxiety so much better these days, just a little more and life will be bearable again, and a little more past that and life will be great again! I'm on my way!
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