If anyone had told me 2 months ago this is how I would be spending today, I would have laughed at them.
But, here I am. In a hazy zone of .75 of lorazepam away of being free of over 20 years of medicinal prescription Xanax.
Not abused, but fighting the fight of panic and anxiety.
Day 3 in of this step and I’m living through swollen eyelids of fuzzy vision, achy joints, burning muscles and fog brain. Rather like driving down a road through thick fog on the dead of night in a downpour.
You can barely see to make your way home. Yet, you are determined to do just that!
As I am, determined to make my way home!
Get through this damn process!
Claim my life back!
Has it been just over a month?
Cripes! It feels likes it’s been a year!!
I’m not whining, though I would love to, ha ha! 😉
Keep those prayers coming! I’m headed for the home stretch…
Watch out, I’m coming home!
Kind Regards and love to all – K
Photography copyrighted and compliments of K of theBlackWallBlog!