This has been an incredibly surreal week for me. When I say surreal I mean there were moments I felt incredibly detached from my body. Part of it was related to some new medication I had begun taking late last week and part of it was related to stress I’ve been experiencing in my life lately.
Despite stresses in my life, I am grateful for the friends who have been there to support me by sharing their love and expressions of friendship with me. I’m grateful for the good that is in my life. This week has provided me with many moments where I wanted to just throw up my hands and give up, throw in the towel. It is imperative that I focus on the positive rather than allow myself to dwell on the negative. I’ve caught glimpses of the “old” me in the last week.
Here’s my confession: I’ve not really been myself this week. It’s been a battle to stay happy, to not be depressed. It’s been a battle to get out of bed and do what needs doing each day. But, I know that even on my worst day, I have been given so much more than many, and for that I’m truly, incredibly grateful.
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