I had kind of a down morning. My anxiety and depression were both about 5/7.
I still went to my doctor’s appointment, took care of Whimzy, and took her to soccer class.
I’m still at around a 4/7 for both and I have a crazy bad headache, but I’m still trying to get some stuff done and move forward.
That really is the whole thing behind recovery, from anything, taking one moment at a time, and try to do things despite feeling icky.
I’m proud of myself.
What have you done today that you are proud of?