Day 11 Was a ROUGH one, but I made it
Anxiety and depression are pretty bad right now. It is spurred no doubt by my professional life. Schedule is hectic, and I am stressed to the max, and then some. My life is replete with "triggers." And there is nothing I can do about it, unless I change professions. At 48 that ain't happening.
I almost "relapsed" on a plane. I ordered a white wine. But then I just stared at it, eventually asking the flight attendant to take it back , that I'd changed my mind. Drank Sprite. Close call.
I am not very happy right now. Tired of living in fear and dread. It is no any to live. But of course, it would be worse if I were drinking. Right now that is little solace. Life is such a grind right now.