Ever forward

Look, ma! I made my own stock photo!

I am recovering from this funk I’ve been under for the past several days (perhaps it was more like several weeks). I can attribute much of that to my ability to regulate my emotions. These are tricks that I learned through years of therapy, such as breathing exercises (meditation), challenging negative thoughts and reframing long-held beliefs.

It was difficult to do at first — coming off of Prozac meant I had to learn how to relate to my emotions in a new way. It’s like the neural highways I’ve relied on have all turned to sludge. It’s going to take a while to clean up the mess and get my constructive thoughts up to speed.

Starting over is never easy.

I’m not saying that I am back to pre-withdrawal levels of self-control. I am liable to sink into a sour mood again; maybe even soon. But, for now, I am confident enough in myself to say that I am unlikely to falter. That, no matter what, I’ll figure it out.

That includes going back on meds, if it gets super bad. I’m not there, however. Besides, I am enjoying this new frontier of my internal life. I’ll give it a chance.