Today I feel as good as I did when I was dating Alan. I am fat-ta-tat-tat, but I can look in the mirror and see sexy. I am calm and motivated to get things done.
I feel hopeful about this feeling, but on the other hand I wonder if it is because I took 2 antidepressant pills in the afternoon to catch up from the last few days, and then another dose at night. That means I had 2 and a third doses yesterday.
Oh well, I will use this day to clean and do nice things for myself, and maybe it will help the rest of my life as the dose tapers back to normal.