i forget how rushed the society i live in is sometimes, but as i finally start to feel better physically, my depression and extreme anxiety goes with it. i realize now how a series of choices on my part kept me sick for so long.
but life is a rush, go see your family, go back to work, dont cancel on friends, don't stand anyone up keep moving.
sometimes, i need to sit down. sometimes, i ignore my need to take time to heal.
as for all those things out of my control, those haven't changed, but it is amazing how much easier it is to manage once you have started to feel a little stronger.
Song of the day: yield-indigo girls
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