Caloden

Sometimes lately I feel myself gripped with a most unfamiliar feeling. When I first experienced this I almost panicked, thinking that once again I was slipping into anxiety hell and would have to try yet another prescription that would likely wig me out and perhaps force me to gain more weight. But after taking a closer look I realized that I have been feeling contentment. CONTENTMENT! Who the hell would have ever thought. This is not to say that I have been running about skipping and making daisy chains. Nor is it to say that I have stopped picking out my eyelashes, yes, I have a near permanent bald spot on the upper eyelid of my right eye from my near constant habit of poking at my lashes. But something has shifted in my universe in the last couple of months. I don't dread waking up or facing the day. I find myself looking forward to inertia. And sometimes, sometimes I even feel a bit of excitement for getting out of the house and socializing. I suspect that I have finally clawed my way out of a dark, skanky hole where I have been wallowing for quite some time. Who would have thought....