I want to own my story. I think it’s boring though. Work and medication. That’s what it feels like. I want to be free and have this awesome life but then it wouldn’t be my story. It would be someone else’s. I think I’m melancholy today as I go back to work tomorrow. That six days went quick.
I see my new psychiatrist Thursday. I’m worried about it. I want to try a different medication but not sure she’ll go for it.
I guess that’s all my thoughts for now. Oh one more…Meditation was hard I still focused on my breath but I vow to get better at it.