41 Update

I'm feeling better today. As often occurs, just gathering the thoughts that had been roiling about in my brain and setting them down in writing helped me focus on what was bothering me and what needed to be done.

I love being a writer.

So, today, I called my old therapist and left a message telling her I need a tune-up. I have some specific issues in mind that need to be worked through. Once I start getting some of it resolved, I am reasonably confident that I will be back on the road to health and good humor.

So, fuck you, despair.