Fighting the Disease

15 months recovered, forever at peace.

It feels so wonderful to just lay down in bed and relax.

Today was a gorgeous day.  I woke up with my boyfriend’s body wrapped around mine, I went to school and had an okay day..not my best but not my worst.  Bits and pieces of anxiety were still re-surfacing.  Regardless, I made the most of what I could.  The weather was so lovely…the extra Vitamin D definitely cured my anxiety blues.  I got a relatively large amount of work done..work that I had to catch up on from the yesterday (when I took off from school), I saw some friends in the hallways and chatted with them, I went to the gym and met some more friends up there and had a fantastic workout, and now I’m at home, in my bed with my pajamas on after my nice hot shower, currently eating blueberry Greek yogurt with banana slices and sippin’ on some chocolate milk.  I’ll most likely read before bed :)

For weeks and weeks and weeks my life seemed flawless.  I felt nothing but happiness and contentment.  The past few days have been challenging me, and I think the hardest part about the challenge was knowing that something was disturbing my peace.  However, I refused to feel hopeless.  I know what I find enjoyable, so I gave those things extra attention.  For instance (and this will sound really nerdy of me)… I truly enjoy sitting down with a cup of coffee and completing or getting ahead of my school work..so that’s exactly what I did.  I enjoy certain snacks that I usually try to steer away from, but today I indulged a bit.  I enjoy keeping myself busy and staying out of the apartment.  I enjoy making a list of things to do and crossing those things off my list.  Its these little things that bring back the rhythm and flow.  I’ve had a very productive day and I must say, whatever I’ve been doing is absolutely working.

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