I spent last year being treated for depression and anxiety. I haven't finished that yet but I'm now seeing my clinical psychologist less often and the doctor and I are thinking about reducing my SRI (non-addictive) antidepressant dosage. I've had hypoglaecemic episodes in the past, I've been to see a dietician and I have them under control and I'm returning to a healthy weight. All in all I'm getting healthier.
I wrote this yesterday. It's about events of last year, the healing process things like that.
After you left.
I stood in a barren land An arid place After you left I wasn’t ready But it was not your fault That I’d grown up in the dark The healing came like the rain; Uncomfortable but good Then the plants grew Finally the sun comes out