not dead yet

Well kids, I had an interesting week to say the least.  I could feel it coming on and it turned into a full blown mental health crisis.  My kind providers were quick to get me admitted and treated, for which I am forever grateful.  From ER visit to discharge was, though not at all fun, it was bearable.  I learned pretty quickly that one particular drug I was given made me batshit crazy.  God bless the folks that didn't slap me.  

I have pretty much isolated since then tryng to get my head on straight.  As a true co-dependent I have always thrived on being involved with the lives of others.  Many times, to a fault.  Becoming aware that I was losing who I  really am was a gift that God worked out especially for me and my advocate.  There were some serious prayers going up and I felt them.  

I will ease back into the real world in time, but right now I am concentrating on myself for once.  There are emotions that have been buried for a very long time that keep popping out.  As time passes, I remember more and more things that were not properly felt and grieved.  It will take time and patience  and I am not big on the patience thing.

LP and I surprised Reaves with a visit yesterday and it was one big love fest.   She did gymnastics on the couch forever and is quite good.  Soon there will be lessons, and she'll be a natural.  I was outside and saw Lucy the dog chewing on something but I couldn't tell what it was.  Turns out it was a TURTLE!  We took little dude away and marked the spot with some leaves over him.  Before we left, he had moved out from under the branch    We whooped and hollered  for the guy who beat the odds.  I wish more of life were like that.

Please keep the faith along with me ^j^