New thread. One full of hope, healing, and positive actions.
It's been five days since I had my last anxiety attack. Five days of spending an awesome time with my D4. Five days of really exercising and lifting. Five days of increasing confidence.
For those keeping count, this is day 119 of me DBing. Day 38 of measuring tangible progress. I feel more and more confident in myself. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. I'm a f*cking awesome, attractive, funny man. A great father. A great son. A good employee (striving to be great). My confidence is rocketing upward. This is the longest stretch all year that I have felt this good. I'm not sure if it's the medicine keeping my anxiety under control or if it's me. All I know is that I'm having a good stretch.
I'm distancing myself from W's uncle as I feel that he is a trigger for my emotions. He isn't helping my case. He is a great guy, but...I see why W wanted me to avoid him. (Will never tell W that.)
And will make a lucky woman feel great once I get that opportunity. My hopes are still with W. But I don't control that.
