I’m cranking Good Charlotte on my car stereo to get me pumped for what I’m sure will be a terrible day at work. Never again will I do three 7am-3pm shifts in a row while staying in the same ward that I hate. My body isn’t designed for this shit.
I woke up this morning to realise that I’m actually sleeping solid nights and falling asleep within half an hour or less. Michael sent me a txt last night about 30 minutes after I went to bed and I didn’t hear my phone go off. This is a huge accomplishment for me ! I haven’t been able to do that in over a year. Ultimately that means I’m not stressed anymore ! No more anxiety attacks or depression spells. I don’t remember the last time I felt like that or even close to it. I can’t begin to describe how happy I am these days. Life is brilliant. Just super incredible.
For the record - I was first diagnosed with anxiety at 15-16 years old and depression at 17 years old. I was diagnosed with depression a second time at 21 years old, after I thought I had it under control and reduced down to anxiety. I’m now 23 years old and this is the first time since I was 16 that I feel like the real me. It feels so good to be free.