It's September. September is a bittersweet month for me, it has two very different anniversaries. The happy/exciting one is the anniversary of mine and David's wedding two years ago (tomorrow). Two years of great change...moving out of my parents house, to have a new home with my new husband.....learning to run the household by cooking and cleaning and keeping everything in order. Opening my mind to new dreams of a little family, and a perfect house (with a sheep).
This month is also the anniversary of taking my very first antidepressant pill. Five years ago this month. Half a decade ago. But in no way do I regret taking that step and convincing my Mom to take me to the Doctor. The hard part for me is thinking back to five years ago, before I realized that something wasn't right. It breaks my own heart thinking about how hopeless my mindset was, and how helpless I felt. I hope to be off of my pills as some point, but for now I am fine with taking them. For the rest of this month I am trying to focus more on the good anniversary, and not think about the bad one.
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