Progress isn’t a straight line, so this shitty-ass week is actually a good thing, sort of

See, doc? I can think positively. My last therapy appointment was goddamn encouraging. I’d overcome a stressful week without a single breakdown. In two weeks, I’d only taken my Ativan twice, and hadn’t had any panic attacks, where just recently I’d been having them daily. I felt comfortable with my dose of Zoloft and didn’t […]