Well, you may have noticed I've been a bit absent from the Internet lately. My mama always said if you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all. So, in that spirit, I've been keeping to myself - all the negative thoughts, the complete lack of anything resembling hope, the utter despair. No sense in talking about it all week long, you know?
But, today something good happened. I got my sorry ass to the doctor today. He said that the meds I've been on were the wrong dosage. And, he recommend I switch to Zoloft. So, I'm going to take it for two weeks and see how things go. I'm hopeful.
That's right.
HOPEFUL!
I'm hopeful for the first time in 8 months. A very very very long 8 months.
It's nice! And, maybe, just maybe, I'll be back in the picture when next week's Bench Monday rolls around. Wish me luck!


