Today I feel sick, physically ill from anxiety. This is not like me at all.
I started ADs a few weeks ago. They should be helping by now.
Finding it difficult to work, to think, to concentrate. Closing door to my office so colleagues can't see me in tears from time to time during the day.
I am cancelling going to a concert tonight with a friend because I can't imagine being able to sit quietly through 2 hours of music. I need to go home and run this anxiety out of my body through physical activity (and I've already had 30 minutes of cardio this a.m.).
I know I'll get through this.... I think it's the ups and downs of it that surprise me. I thought it would just be a slow even progression to finally feeling like myself again. It's not; it's more like a jagged up and down sawing, very slowly getting better overall but still frequently so difficult.
Have plans for tomorrow night for skating and dinner with a friend. It seems like physical activity is the best thing.... I'll XC ski and snowshoe on the weekend.
Well, if nothing else, I may be in great shape by the time my h decides whether/when he wants a d!
