I'm already on medication. I've been working with my doctor regularly to address this. All pills will do is help with the peaks and valleys, which it does, but it's not a cure-all. That being said, I am able to function through this hell.
Six months, nine months, I don't know. You're right in which it may take months. I don't want to rush the process. At this point I still want things to work out with W and I. I've been wanting that for months. I deflate at the thought of a year or longer part. I can be patient, but I cannot keep hoping while other opportunities for happiness pass me by. I'm not at that point yet, but I'm making my way there. I just don't know how much time to give myself before I stop trying on R. I'm improving on myself. Daily. But my hope for R ebbs and flows. Folks like Gordie and Steve had to go through a longer period of this before WAW began to turn around. I just don't know how long they held on and when they considered giving up. And that's the hard part. The waiting.
