the honeymoon has ended
Well….the post-hospital good feelings have come to an end. We always feel better when we first come home.
we have been having many dreams/nightmares of late. (since we came home from the hospital) in one, all our teeth were falling out. we have had at least one “stuck in salt lake with the bad people” dream. several hospitals dreams. those ones are never as nice as the reality is.
woke up today feeling really shitty. depressed, someone wanting to cut, not able to cope with anything. managed to take our meds, which is a good thing. i don’t want to go through those nasty withdrawals again.
trying to not let the hopelessness overwhelm.
at least we will not be sitting here all alone today. things are always worse when we can’t get out. we are going to see myriad, which always helps us feel better.
anyway, i guess i better get off my ass and get ready. don’t want to be late.
