Ofen we call a man cold, when he is only Sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Good Mooorning Alkies,
How the hell are ya. Today was my psychiatrist day. Had a good session. Six weeks ago I asked to decrease my meds to see what the effect would be. I was so tired of not feeling emotions. I was on Max daily dose of Prozac and 30 MG of Buspar daily. So we cut them in half. About a week before Christmas, I saw the movie "Last Christmas" which was a warm funny Christmas coming home story. I was very touched by the ending and teared up and felt a big ole lump in my throat. WOW! I was in touch with my emotions. The same happened this week with another movie. Anyway, we both agreed that the change in medication was working and we would keep a check on it. So I am quite jazzed about that. I have been on the high dosage of meds since I was attacked at work in October of 2001. It's been 6 years but its been worth it. I got through a very very deep depression, anxiety and panic attacks. I feel that a miracle has indeed occurred. That makes two miracles in my life in the last 16 years. Number one and the top of the list is my Sobriety and the second of course is my mental health. So the gist of this is that the second step is really working overtime in my life. "Came to believe that a Power greater than myself could restore us to sanity". Well, I know I'm not 100% sane, but it's a hell of an example of progress not perfection.
Today I am grateful for:
Dolly, my dog
For progress with my mental health
For applying the principles of this program in all my affairs.
For the stories and the first 164 pages of Alcoholics Anonymous
For the experience, strength, and hope shared by my fellow bloggers.
For the 10 AM meeting this morning.
Y'all be pretty now ya heah.