I am working hard to forgive myself for my unconventional behavior over last weekend. I guess a lesson can be learned about trying to take ones self off medication then mixing alcohol. The hard part is stopping myself from blame and anger I have for myself.
Every morning I start with a panic attack, it is like waking up to a gunshot. Then I take my medication and I have to wait for it to take effect. It is like a drop of blue food coloring going into a clear glass vase of water, wait for the color to emerse the entire container. For me the self critical voice slowly fades into the fuzzy warm light of the rising yellow sun. Then the start of the day.
I wish there was a better way to start the day, any ideas?