Thank you Mari

I am proud of myself for all the "work" I did this year... it was a struggle. I'm a lot more resilient than I thought.

My husband's also angry about what I'll call my "missing years." He was telling me for years I was on the wrong meds and he's angry I didn't listen, but I was just taking what the pdocs prescribed. He believes I had more control over the situation than I did.
He made a comment last night about me not being the same person- in a good way. He said it may seem to me like I'm the same person, but I'm not because I'm off all the drugs they had me on before. I know he's right.

I was very upset last night because I called my sister and aunt yesterday and left voice mails, but neither one of them called me back. They didn't even send "Merry Christmas" texts. Not hearing back from them left me feeling rejected and alone.
I texted my sister this morning to ask if my nephews liked their presents. She texted me back that they did, said "Merry Christmas," and sent me a cute pic of the two boys together. Better late than never I guess.

I was sad most of the day, but my husband came home around 7pm and I felt much better. He stayed up past 11 with me watching Christmas movies. All I needed for Christmas was him

I've been engaging in catastrophic thinking for the last couple of days, so I'm clearly dealing with high anxiety. I've been taking advantage of the 3mg of klonopin I'm allowed daily (she doesn't care how I take it) and it's paying off. I can now say with confidence, that the extra 50mg of seroquel took care of the hypomania Thank God.