Yesterday I realized that Iâm coming down from a high. The last two weeks Iâve felt good. Simple as that: good. I began to get things done after a period of stagnation. My mood was consistently high and my worries at a manageable low. But yesterday I noticed a change. I woke up and I felt that feeling again. The same feeling that overwhelmed me not too long ago and that stuck with me for weeks and eventually months.Â
The last two weeks were good. I felt as if I could breathe better and I looked forward to each day. Yesterday that changed for some reason. Yesterday I was afraid. I remembered how it felt to feel under for such a long time and how it affected my life. I was afraid that it was going to happen again. Yesterday I spent the day mourning the last two weeks and how good I felt.Â
But today I told myself something I hadnât before; that it doesnât have to be like before. That I will not succumb to those feelings and that I will fight to feel good again.Â
I donât have a clear plan yet. All I know is I have things to do and things I want to accomplish and things that I need to figure out. Most importantly, I know that these cold damp feeling arenât going to get me where I need to be.
-To take better care of my body
-To read and improve myself through readingÂ
-To study and regain the knowledge of my profession
-To care for those I love and those that need me