So, I’m still off my medicine. Yay! Anxiety still hits me from time tom time, but it’s not bad. I’ve done well so far, but it does suck having to worry about my anxiety. For Valentine’s Day Weekend, Jon and I went away….and so did my anxiety for an hour or so when we got to the hotel room. It stayed away though the rest of the weekend, which was nice. More progress is that I stayed inside for two days in a row and guess what, I wasn’t nervous about going out. Maybe next month I’ll try three days and see how that goes. My anxiety is going to be with me this week though, especially Saturday. I already feel it.
I have a big weekend and I’m sharing a room with a co-worker (that I don’t know yet). I’m a little scared that I’m going to have a panic attack in the hotel room with someone that doesn’t know me. I know it’s going to be a great time, we already have stuff in common even though I don’t know this girl, and I know everyone I tell about my anxiety that they understand or they know how I feel. There’s that unknown though that scares the shit out of me. I’m bringing my tea and anything else that gives me that extra comfort.
I went to see my therapist and she said that I was doing well and that she was proud of me for doing what I’m doing. She told me that I don’t have to come back, but if I feel like I need to she’s there. It’s nice to know that.
I know this is a short post, but thankfully things have been going pretty well and I’m hoping they stay that way.