I am still trying to work up the courage to finish my earlier post, but I'm not sure that I ever will completely be able to.
Tonight I am wide awake, and re-reading old posts that characterized the blitzkrieg of insanity (peppered with bits of clarity) that has been my mental health for awhile now. This one still summarizes it well and still moves me.
After a particularly earth-splitting therapy session today I feel scared but also completely optimistic.
I know I am going to be fine. And I love that.