My life has been still lately. Not much has happened (a good thing). I'm enjoying the silence, the boring. Its given me time to step back examine, ponder and sleep.
Increasingly, I am noticing a difference in my moods and attitude since getting off Lexapro. In all honesty, I probably really need to start taking them again. But the idea of actually doing it...it feels so wrong, like I'm imprisoning myself.
So maybe I'll try to control my manic episodes.
My parents ask me daily whats wrong, I'm surprised they can tell.
I wish I were with Matt.