Yesterday I really thought I had got over the worst, decided I was moving on and that's that. What a crock. I'm so bloody miserable today, struggling with basic things. The first few weeks I went into crisis mode, I'm good in a crisis, made a plan, starting going out, being positive. Then reality hit me a few weeks ago. All these ups and downs! One day I'm ready to get my dancing shoes on, the next I can hardly get of bed. I am going to have to pull my socks up (again), as I've just retreated the last two weeks. And I'm so angry now, nearly sent a venomous email yesterday but thought better of it thankfully. I do know I am growing as a person, and learning more about myself which is all good. But the rest of this, it's making me crazy, depressed, and miserable. Thank god for meds.