Today was probably the worst day yet for me. I couldn't sleep the night before and I woke up with this overwhelming feeling of solitutde and emptimness. I couldn't get out of bed but I did manage to go in and see my therapist, who was super worried about me. She called my psychiatrist who has decided to up my meds. I am on the lowest dose possible (my choice) but unfortuantley, that works great when things in my life are wonderful. However, when something goes wrong, I tend to be more vulnerable to losing it. So, I'm upping the dose. No big deal. Whatever helps. I cried all day. I cried before yoga. I cried during shavashana (or however you spell it) and I cried on the way home. But then I got home and I felt a little better.
The laundry, however, is not happy. When will I have time to do it????
Day 3
Today was a new teacher. He was okay. He talked with a very sweet voice and instead of affirmations, he really focused on how to do the moves. It was a foundations beginning course. However, I completely rocked the plank, I felt myself do pushups with much more ease, and I did 3 backbends! And I was sweating profusely again!!! I need to google this.
I decided that to reward myself when this is finished I am going to finally get that back tattoo I've been wanting for years. So, in June I'm getting that tat!!! And my back will be looking really good for it!!
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