Is it still summer, or is it fall? This part of the country doesn’t do any other seasons but summer, it would seem.
It’s been a slow day. I’ve felt pretty tired since therapy this morning. I feel like I make life harder than it has to be sometimes. I tend to judge myself in situations where I might be better served by compassion. Margaret was good to point out how I can try and hold on too tightly to control, and how sometimes I need to loosen my grip (where applicable). But I still need to be in the driver’s seat of my life. No doubt. It’s pretty important that I do a good job managing myself too, because I’m all I have.
I’m going to see Dr. Judge on Friday, as I am feeling like we may need to up the medications. My instability of late has me worried that there is a deeper neurochemical cause to all of this. Either way, I need to give it my attention.