June 15, 2015
It’s truly a mystic transformation, the gift of medical science and therapeutic practice. I can’t get over it. Nor do I want to. I would like to feel this way forever. Nothing really phases me anymore. When I find myself getting upset and obsessive, I can simply say to myself, “It will pass. Everything does.”
Surely, that is the good as well as the bad. But perhaps when the bad tries to overcome the good, I will have built strength sufficient to face and overcome it.
I can listen to music. I can read. I can write here. I can, in these entries, dare some Power or Principality to remove calm from me and replace it with the old paranoia and anxiety. Truly, I pray that will not happen.